On Saturday, January 4th, 2020, I went for my first walk outside of the year and of the new decade.
It was 38 degrees F (3.3 C), grey, and foggy.
As I strode up the street, the fog was dense enough that it felt like I was being continually spritzed with small, cold, water drops.
Bracing.
Although I got a reprieve from the spray of mist when I reversed direction and headed back down the street, I decided one loop was enough.
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