On this 10th day of April in Ottawa it is -14C. I am broken but not yet defeated, because the weatherman tells me there are double digit temperatures just around the corner, which means....Spring Tune-up! With this glimmer of hope though comes a sad realization. My body is in pathetic shape. Winter pudge, unpainted toes, and dry, pasty white skin are the results of a hard winter. Then I think about my car, my dear and beloved car. I think about how it got me everywhere I needed to …
