winter runs

I went for a run today, the second within two weeks, which for me is a new record. It wasn't a really long run--maybe a mile and a half--but it felt wonderful to get outside. I should do this more often. It was in the mid-40s and sunny today, and when 2:30 came around and I was still sitting by my desk, I realized the days wasn't going to last forever.
Almost as happy as I was to get out in the fresh air and remind myself of that simple rhythm, I was pleased that I had shown some decisiveness. I really hope to work on that.

There's a trail that winds around our athletic fields, concealed by a grove of firs and bordered on one side by a river. After some gravel it gives way to roots and pine needle beds, and today, some ice. Under those trees with a western sun coming through, and the green boughs that had fallen, and the ice crystals sparkling, it made a beautiful sight. So after the loop I trotted back to my room and got my camera and ran back. Then I cut back to a stroll and had some fun taking photos.