Cold drizzle greeted me as I stepped off my porch this morning. Really it wasn't even a drizzle but a cold mist that quickly coated my face and clothes. I tucked my iPhone into my glove and hoped that the heavier stuff would hold off until I could finish the 7.5 miles. I found my mind drifiting to no place in particular this morning as my eyes focused on shine of the streelights off the wet road in front of me. It wasn't until I was nearly finished that I felt warmed up and into the run. 7.5 miles in 58 minutes.