As I pen this week’s column it’s the morning of Inauguration Day, it’s also -30 with a -58 wind chill. A perfect day for a quick little 5k run! Now I know you’re thinking he’s nuts. But I come from a long line of nuts. Back in the 1950s my WW2 Army Ranger dad and his Polar Bear Club buddies would wait for the air temperature to hit freezing then swim out to an island in a local body o...