Tightening and twisting every muscle in my body into thick knots in order to keep everything contained while maintaining a happy exterior for those around me, but with no real outlet for the pressure or steam. That was a long winded way of saying I think I’m about to blow. So instead, I typed up the above. Took some deep breaths. And fell back down light as a feather.
When I was in school, our PE teacher used to make us run out on field in 22 - 24°F that's about -5.5 to -4.4° yours. So I am certain you will make it.. Sending extra dose of energy burst your way. xx.