Running in the mist of things.

As the rainy season approaches I find it's sadly becoming less and less appealing to be outside (I'm a warm/cool weather kinda gal - jeans/leggings, boots, comfy top, and a scarf, (always accessorize with a scarf!)). I don't find the rain to be particularly depressing, but it does hearten the allure of sitting inside with a blanket, a good movie, something tasty, and my knitting in hand. However, like going to the gym, getting out there this time of the year is half the battle. Once a mile or two into my run, the cold weather is actually fairly enjoyable, especially during a long run, and I didn't even mind the mist in my face.

I snapped a few photos along the way. Just couldn't resist, the remnants of Giant pride contrasted well with the street light glow on the wet pavement.

{Along the Embarcadero}