Tired of racing the clock?

Last week, I slid out the door for a morning run after the forecast assured me of clear skies. Fifteen minutes in, I felt the mist. I pulled out my ear buds, turned off my podcast, and I listened. Something about the dew on my face alerted all my senses to those country roads.  Geese (loud geese!) in a v-formation overhead, the sound of soft rain agains…