I don’t get out for runs like I used to, but I wasn’t going to pass up today. The snow flakes falling outside the window were so big, they drew me out into the cold for a postcard perfect run. I donned my tights but didn’t bulk up too much, wearing just a long-sleeved t-shirt and light running jacket, hat and gloves. This storm is uncharacteristically humid for Colorado, but without wind, 15° is fine running weather.
After discovering last weekend I’m no longer fit enough for eight mile runs, I planned to turn back at this footbridge. I continued on though for another half mile to Ogallala Road for a six miler. Apparently I can still run six miles. I was able to pocket my gloves after a short while. I love snow runs. I’ll be back out again tomorrow for another six.