This morning's run was similar to yesterday morning's run. It was roughly the same course, but without the detours...and without Kevin. It was cold again, with the cold north wind again freezing my face on the return north, but this time I was alone. The pace was slow. The footing was tricky. There was about a 1/2 inch of snow along the shoulders of the road. I was tempted to run in the road where it appeared to be clear in many areas, but the reflection from the street lights revealed that much of it was black ice. The snow tended to pack to the bottoms of my shoes, often flying off and hitting the backs of my legs and occasional dropping into my shoes. I was tense most of the run, not feeling confident in my footing. If I had known I was going to be running alone, I may have waited until lunchtime and been able to run a little faster, but at least it's behind me now, and Sasha won't reprimand me for skipping a planned run because of bad weather. ;-) | 