Sunday, 5+ miles, untimed
We were in Lake Tahoe for a long weekend. I was headed to the treadmill for my only run of the trip when I realized that *melting* snow on the ground meant that I could run outside. I took a meandering route across the state line, behind the casinos, and found a great trail through a frozen marsh down to the lake. I found myself alone on the beach, with the ripple of the water and the birds the only sounds around. I paused for a few minutes to enjoy it, then ran back on the beach.
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