After last week's much-hyped snow forecast fell flat on its face - nary a flurry graced the sky in DC - I was starting to resign myself to the possibility that no snow would fall this year. I feared my beautiful snowshoes would spend another year languishing in a corner of the basement.
I'd made plans to run with my friend Sara, so I hit the hay at a reasonable hour last night.
However, I made the mistake of starting a new book yesterday. I have never understood how people read to fall asleep. My brain refused to wind down. I tossed, I turned ...
At the shock of the alarm, I popped right out of bed: I knew that to hit snooze even once meant missing this run. Groggy, I struggled to choose clothing. You know what's a good idea? Figuring that out the night before your run.
It wasn't until I was half dressed that I peeked out the window to discover the first fresh snowfall of the year. Instantly, I was excited to get outside for a taste of Real Winter!
I met up with Sara and we wasted no time starting our run. It was cold and the wind kicked up as we trotted along the National Mall. It snowed intermittently.
We stopped for a quick photo of the Lincoln and Washington monuments. As we ran past the Korean War Monument Sara pointed out a photographer snapping pictures of the snow on the life-size bronze soldiers.
|The Washington Monument. Not snowing at the moment.|
|The Lincoln Monument|
|Whiteout conditions!! Well, for a brief moment.|