Rounds around the track

The city was shrouded in fog this morning. I had thought that after a couple of kilometres at the track, we would head out as has been the usual routine these days. But the fog only built up.

The fog turned milky at dawn but with no sign of sun or sky. Or perhaps it was the sky itself that had descended on the track.

A steady fourteen around lane nine and a quick workout later rounded up this Saturday morning.