At the beginning of this evening, it seems that the fates were once again conspiring against me. I forgot my Y pass halfway to the trailhead, got stuck in the slow train moving past an accident, and was generally lamenting the lack of time in the world today. A trail I wanted to run was closed for Bald Eagle nesting, etc, etc.

The day was also chilly and brilliant, with crispy snow hiding in the shadows. I had some serious fun zipping around, did some 2 minute hill intervals, and made it back to the truck with just enough time to make a Yoga class that started a bit late. Yoga’s been doing just wonderful things for my legs, and I was feeling real good when I walked into the outdoor store looking for a replacement for a lost liner glove (it took years to finally loose one, so I’m ok with it). I found some gloves, and finished my holiday shopping in the process. This for mom, to go under her helmet, and this for my stepdad, for cold evenings and mornings in blinds.

When I got home, I only annoyed M a little with my cheerfulness.