Crispy Crunchy

This has been a bit of a down week, running-wise. Only got in 25 miles. Just haven't quite felt as energetic as I would have like, but oh well. I did get out for a nice run today on the powerlines to cap off the week, however. The sky was blue and the air was crisp. The hoar frost crunched, the dark, hardening mud oozed, and the frozen puddles cracked beneath my feet as I ran along. The birds flitted in the bushes, and the red winterberries shone in the sun. Lovely December morning to be out!