Sweet morning. It started snowing about when I woke up this morning at 8, not a lot but just enough to cover the ground with the cute white powder. I headed out to the trails because the chilly wind made the roads a bit uncomfortable.

For me it's significantly harder to run when the temperatures are below zero and the ground is just a bit slippery. It feels like, at every step, my feet is slipping just a little bit before lifting off the ground, which makes me expand a bit more energy with every step, especially uphill. Yet, it's really refreshing. Plus, the trails were a lot let busy than usual: on the weekends it can be a real highway of runners and dog walkers out there.

Tomorrow morning I'll go for a small loop in the same area, and I will be breaking the 800 km mark, running, for this year. That should be fun!