I did run—just a mile around a big city block–to keep my running streak alive.
But I ran in the snow, in the dark, at a little bit after 5:00 or so. Chicago got a few inches this afternoon, the first snow of the year. When I came home from work at 3:30, my condo neighbor and I shoveled our backyard parking lot. The snow continued into the evening, and it will have to be done again in the morning. I guess I will set the alarm for an earlier wake up when I go to sleep, after this post. There is a chance, even, that we will have a school snow day tomorrow.
Running in the snow and the dark, it was interesting how many people were out on the sidewalks around the University of Chicago at that time. I can’t remember the last time I had an experience like that, dodging people on the sidewalks, in the snow. Most of the sidewalks on my path had been cleared of snow. When I passed the wide groups on the sidewalk, though, I had to run around them into the snow. I ran slowly, placing my feet carefully with each step, through the thin layer of snow.
I saw another runner, running past me in the other direction across the narrow street, and when we passed each other, we exchanged a nod of hello.