But it stopped. By 9 p.m. it was no longer precipitating at all.
This morning the porch and driveway are ice-covered, which isn't all that wonderful, but at least we won't be struggling with the snow shovel.
I think it's safe to put it away for the season.
Yesterday was a great day, even with the wintry mix. I was able to log five miles, beginning in the early afternoon and finishing up just as it began to rain. Perfect timing. I hadn't planned to do five, but the farther I went, the farther I wanted to go. It was only that impending rain that made me turn around at the 2.5-mile mark.
I picked up the pace a bit:
|Yesterday's route was on hills, and I even ran up a couple of them. The Saturday walk |
(yes, I know it says run but whatev) was on a flat route. And it was much slower.
I just looked out the window. It's beginning to snow again, lightly. Maybe it won't stick (she said hopefully). And maybe I should keep the snow shovel handy.
Just in case.