We got about 4 inches of snow last night. Even though it was supposed to be a rest day, I couldn't help myself. Went out about 10:00, grabbed my old Gore-Tex trail shoes and hit the road.
It was still flurrying a little, and there was so little traffic in the neighborhood that there was still powder on the street. For a little bit I felt like I was in the mountains. So quiet. Only did a couple of miles, but enjoyed the Hell out of it. As much as I really don't care for these shoes on roads my feet stayed dry and warm, which was nice.
Who knows when I'll have that chance again.