With morning temps actually above freezing this morning (after mid-40s yesterday), I decided to run outside since I figured most of the thick ice would have melted. I was wrong. There was still plenty of thick ice – some white, some black, some white speckled with black, and some a shade of gray that really ought not exist. That was the easy stuff to spot at 6:15AM. The difficult stuff to see was the slick spots next to the big piles of ice, especially those areas that looked dry but still had a sparkle in them. I only almost fell about three times. Which really isn’t all that bad. Navigating around that stuff was not pleasant – I figured it added at lieast 5 minutes to my run, which had already started late. At least the walk home from the bus allowed me to see that tomorrow morning should be much better.