As the rain comes down this morning, melting the snow away, the running shoes are benched sitting on the new tile by the front door. Yesterday, I ran before sunrise, another first, 35 degrees on soft snow. Running the days before when it was 11 and 15 degrees, makes 35 degrees a warm day. An odd thing to think, but it is one of the realities of Minnesota living.
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