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Today the weather was not very good. The sky was cloudy all day, but fortunately, I didn’t see any rain. The temperature was quite low, about 15–17 degrees, and it felt especially cold. Even other people started wearing their warm clothes, which showed me that the cold winter is coming soon. But that didn’t stop me, so I decided to go ride my bike. When I started, I felt a very cold wind because I was only wearing shorts and a summer sweatshirt. However, after riding for about 10 minutes, I started to feel warmer and more comfortable.
After all these busy days, today I was able to go to the forest and ride my bike. Usually I walk, but today I decided to take my bicycle, because this year I haven’t ridden it much. I wanted to enjoy the last few warm and sunny days with my bike.
When I arrived in Kazan, the weather was not good enough. It was raining and the temperature was low. But I arrived in only shorts. Fortunately, I had my coat with me and I could wear it. However, it was not enough, and now I have a cold. In the last few days, my throat has hurt, my voice has changed, and it has made me feel a little uncomfortable.
It’s very cold in Kazan right now, the temperature dropped to -30°C. Despite this, i went to my last swimming training today.
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These days, nothing special is happening. I’m working from home, going for walks in the evenings, and visiting the pool once a week. The end of the year has been very busy, and there’s a constant feeling of not having enough time
Today was a warm day, with the temperature in the car fluctuating around -1°C and 0°C. The roads were slushy and muddy, and the snow hadn't melted yet. According to the forecast, temperatures are expected to stay below freezing.
Yesterday, I wrote a post about how there’s no snow and when it will finally come, but unexpectedly, today the snow has piled up. Everything around is covered in white, pristine snow. Even the trees have snow on their branches, like little snowflakes. It feels like winter arrived suddenly!
I'm Ansar, and I'm from Kazan, Republic of Tatarstan. If you don’t know about this city, you can read my posts here. I think Kazan is incredibly awesome and feels like a European city. Therefore, you should visit it. And since I’ve told you a little about my city, now I’d like to tell you a little bit about myself as well. First of all, I want to start with my name because when I use it abroad, everyone is curious about it. So here is a short explanation. My name comes from Arabic (أنصَار, anṣār) and means “supporters” or “helpers.” This meaning connects beautifully with a well-known Tatar expression, “Iseme cısemene turı kilgän (Исеме җисеменә туры килгән)”, which means that a person’s name truly matches their character. I feel this fits me quite well, because I naturally tend to be a very supportive and kind person. Overall, I’m truly grateful that my parents and grandparents gave me such a unique name.