Biked home the usual 7K from work. Pedaling seemed a little harder that usual. Check my rear brakes when I got home and yeah, one of the pads was stuck against the rim. Legs from pedaling were a little more tired for the run, so got a brick workout in.
First mile was done in a snow squall. Ran by what I'm guessing were a half dozen immigrants seeing snow for the first time. They were taking photo, selfies and writing in the snow in the middle of the road in the freshly white carpeted asphalt. Later on the skies cleared enough to see the Beaver Moon.
8.4K
