I ran 4 on the trail with Cath in the most amzingly wintery bluster. Tiny sharp snow shards cuttinginto our eyeballs at like 40 mph. Poor Catherine had a cold anyway, it was a miserable run. In addition, Catherine won't be running for a good while, so it was sad her last one was such misery. I came home and did another 2 on the treadmill while it poured snow the rest of the morning. |