In a meeting this morning, I overheard someone saying today that they might start running "when pigs fly!" 

As a matter of fact, I have a flying pig right across the street from me!

Today, I headed out for a midday run. 3 miles? 10 miles? I had no clue.

 It was cold, but even so, I think I overdressed. 

I no more made it to the trails before I had to shed my fleece pullover and tie it around my waist. 

Grayness reigned over the sky, casting it's dull lifeless color on the landscape around me. 

Shades of green and colors of spring were banned from Turkey Mountain today.I am not the only one wanting for warmer days ahead.