~5.7 miles @ ~12.4 min/mi

"Chill AM run, Dawn Patrol??" Kristin throws down the gauntlet Thursday evening via text-message. Peer pressure plus bragging rights compel Kerry and me to pick it up. Temps hover in the mid-to-upper 'teens as we meander around the local 'hood, sharing family news and reminiscing about unconventional placement of hand warmers. ("Don't look, children!") Near Ursa Minor an Iridium satellite flare shines through the clouds. Frozen fingers tingle-thaw during a welcome warm shower afterwards.

(trackfile) - ^z - 2016-02-24