Thursday, November 12, 2015
Three Hundred Seventy-One
November 12, 2015
8.08 Miles in 1:16:03
Mood: Getting the miles in even when it's hard.
Soundtrack: Freelance Whales "Weathervanes" / The Allusionist / 99% Invisible
The alarm woke me this morning at 5:33 AM. The forecast predicted temps in the teens, and I was so warm and so drowsy and my bed was so welcoming. Somehow, I still pulled myself out of bed, but the whole time I was eating breakfast and prepping to go out, I was wondering about my choice.
It was cold, but it wasn't miserable. I had to avoid trails, as they are all covered in snow, but the streets were mostly dry and welcoming, and all in all it was a pleasant if totally unremarkable run. By the time it ended, I was really glad I went.
Photos were few and far between today, with nothing all that amazing to pick. I chose to use this one, because...WHAT IS THAT THING? I'm guessing it's art, but it doesn't give warm fuzzy "I'm appreciating art" feelings. It looks like it could be some sort of torture device. Not the sort of thing I'd put in my front yard, but to each his own.