Consistent with my new
thing that no one else cares about tradition, I went for a run on Christmas day. I'm glad I made it out considering the snow that fell here in Northern Colorado last night. I guess it takes a special kind of
compulsion commitment to go out when it's only 25* and there are three inches of fresh powder on the ground.
With three layers on top, two on bottom, hat and gloves, I hit the Poudre Trail going east and managed to get a few shots of the scenery:
As you can see, mine are the only tracks on the path. No one else wanted to go running today? Huh. Why not?
Merry Christmas and thanks for reading!
Great Photos! Sorry we didn't get to see you guys.
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