This was the first thing I saw Tuesday morning. A light dusting of snow, the sun peaking over the peaks. Life doesn't get much better.
But then later in the morning there was this.....
I haven't wiped the smile off my face since. Life is good. Life is very, very good.
Its just unfortunate that life is not as good for my running shoes, which have been nestled away at the bottom of my suitcase for the entire trip. Epic runs have been replace by epic drives. But I swear just climbing a flight of stairs at 8500' maxes out my heart rate. I'm thinking that should count for speedwork or something, right?