First real winter run of the season. I measured 8 inches of snow on top of my car this morning. We had a busy morning in church with the kiddos singing in both services so I didn't get going on my run until after noon. Ran 11.5 through Sugarhouse and had to endure some heavy eye-stinging pellet snow and high winds. Actually sort of enjoyed it.
A Deseret News photographer took my picture running in the park and then flagged me down to ask me my name. So If you see a crazy man in the paper running through a blizzard - that's me.