I woke up and it was barely snowing and not really sticking so I made my way to the park and bundled up. I forgot my Garmin, but in the end I figured it was a good thing since I wasn't worried about time on this run. I was more concerned with not slipping on the snow. I started off on the trail and the snow started coming down a little bit harder. But it wasn't sticking (yet). If course as soon as I said that the snow started coming down. And sticking. Ugh! I kept going. I can be a bit stubborn at times and I was determined to get my 11 miles in. The snow kept coming down and down and down. It switched from fat fluffy snowflakes to hard hail-like pebbles and back again. The path in front of me looked like a Winter Wonderland. It started coming down extremely hard and I finally turned around and headed back to my car, figuring I could pick up 2 miles somewhere. Or not since it finally dawned on me that if it was accumulating on the trail, it would be accumulating on the road and I didn't want to get stuck since I am a wimp when it comes to the snow.
I got back to my car and since it wasn't too bad I decided to keep going to get the last 2 miles. And of course it started getting bad again - the snow was sticking to my eyelashes but I was so close. Finally I was done with 11 miles (or thereabouts - it was definitely over 10 so I'm rounding up!).
Seen during my run: a snowball fight, a kid on a sled, and several snowmen being built.
The more important question is - is tomorrow going to be a snow day? :)