Jake had his toughest final this morning and Maja was asleep when I left, so I was on my own today. I headed down to Sugarhouse and along 13th out to Claybourne, then worked my way back from there. It's amazing how quickly I've grown accustomed to running with companionship, as today's 8-miler felt kind of long and boring without anyone to talk to. My fingers were freezing by the time I got home, so it must have been colder today than it's been. The air was disgusting as a result of the inversion. Ah, Utah in the winter. |