Six

Morning run of the west river loop: down to the "secret trail" I found last week and back up to the house == six miles and change. I got a later than normal start this morning, so no sunrise, but it was still crisp and beautiful. The sky is 100% blue today, and the sunlight lit up the white limestone (?) bands on all the mountains. Grenoble is stunningly beautiful (when it's no raining).

Morning running is addictive, which is a good for me because it is kind of a necessity in the Philadelphia summer heat. Addictions get a bad rep, but I like having the good ones ("a non-fat yogurt", running at sunrise, etc.)