A run?

Yes, a run. With the melting going on, 45 degrees and mist, I decided to try my hand at running. It wasn't very pretty. Four not-very-fun miles and I'd had enough. There won't be much left after this, at least we got in Mora and City of Lakes without any snow issues. And Birkie should survive. Now, knock on wood, cross your fingers, &c. that this is it for thawing.