Salt Lake received it's first real snow of the season yesterday. I knew it would leave the perfect amount on the lower trails and was excited to take advantage of the opportunity to run in it before it gets miserably deep and cold. Matt and I headed up to the LCC trail to find that we had fresh tracks on half of it. The snow had left a beautiful covering on the trees and stream. It was gorgeous. I had forgotten that feeling of running in an inch of fresh snow when all you can hear is the rhythmic breathing and crunching of snow under your feet. And while I will eventually grow to curse the cold and snow again, I am loving it now and look forward to some great training this winter.