Foggy Running

Made it out for a short 4-miler at the end of Park Point after work with some girlfriends I haven’t seen lately. The temps were much cooler down there and the trail was shrouded in fog. It was super mysterious feeling and vertigo set in with the absence of a horizon line. I think it was about 50 degrees down on the point, and up the hill it was almost 70. It’s crazy how that happens in Duluth in the spring. As I sit and tap this blog post out on my phone, the fog has rolled back in up here in Piedmont and the fog horns are groaning in the distance. What a lovely and haunting sound to fall asleep to.

As I lay in bed tonight, I like to think about where I wanna run tomorrow. Think I got it bad? Nah, me neither!

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