Cold SNAP!

Last night the temperatures dropped. Today's morning run was in the low to mid 50's and all was right with the world. This was confirmed when I crossed the MoPac bridge and turned East to see an amazing sunrise over the downtown skyline. The sky was a million subtle shades of flirtini, orange,* and blue.

Miles: 4.5ish (Congress to MoPac)

T-minus 29 minutes to lunch wherein I shall enjoy my leftover peanut soup and sweet potato biscuit. I think it may technically be a "scone", but nothing sucks the joy out of the room more than saying scone when you can say biscuit.

*More related to writing than running. Work has made me an fan of the serial comma. Maybe it is antiquated, but I find it charming. Either way it is now a habit that must make me feel some shame because here I am explaining it to you. I will work on that.