It’s hella cold outside, folks. The polar vortex that’s swept through most* of the United States has made life interesting these past few days. Yesterday’s commute to work was flawless. The commute home, however, was quite flawed.
Primarily because I opted for a post-work run, for which I’d packed earlier in the day when the temperature was much warmer. Yes, I should have checked the forecast. Yes, I should have packed proper winter gear.
Anyways, the run itself along the Charles was spectacular as usual. Except for the biting wind, the bitter cold, and the occasional nearly-iced-up water puddles.