I ran 16.5 miles this morning. My bottle of Gatorade froze up after 6 miles.
It was 7 F when I started and around 14 F when I finished. A little frosty out there this morning. About 13 miles into my run, I was passed by a young couple on the trail. We exchanged pleasantries, and then the girl stared at me with a shocked look on her face.
"Oh my, you've been out here a while!" She was seeing my frosted-over hat, frozen eyelashes, and the ice on my goatee. We shared a laugh, and I told her indeed I had. She said, "Well, at least the sun is out!"
Still, it was cold. Perhaps we will have better luck with "astronomical spring?"