3.4 miles
river road, south/north
25 degrees
10% snow-covered, a few ice patches
Ah, winter running! A great morning with a clear path. Only encountered a few runners and walkers.
Observations
- The cloud-covered sun, glowing quietly beneath the grayish white
- Wide, open white sky blending in with the white gorge, seeming endless and airy and like I was floating
- 2 walkers/hikers below me on the stretch of the Winchell Trail that hugs the steep slope of the gorge, between 42nd and 44th. Noticing them first when their bright blue jacket entered my peripheral vision
- The sudden, unexpected crunch of snow under my foot as I stepped down on a clump of snow that I hadn’t seen
- A little old lady with ski poles (the same little old lady? not sure) walking near the double bridge
- Tiny clumps of snow littered the path on the side closest to the street–how did that happen? Little pellets of white