Running 12 miles over 8 inches of fresh snow. Wow! It was quite a workout. A lot of Boston marathon jackets on the course like harbinger of approaching spring. It's the Wellesley-Newton border on the picture -- Mile 16. That's where Lance Armstrong passed me last year. He had a larger entourage than Obama at his inauguration ceremony. I don't even know which one was him -- so many yellow jerseys.
But back to snowy winter: hats and brows covered by snow, wet socks, slipping on the uphills, struggling nervous drivers honking, sidewalks covered by snow, snow was falling all along.
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