One of the problems of growing old: When ice on your beard
is undetectable due to blending in with rapidly graying facial hair. Such was
the case on a hilly, pre-dawn 6-mile run with Davey O this morning. He was
laughing at my facial icicles so he snapped this photo. This is a problem I can
deal with, as long as I am still blessed to be able to run hills with Davey O
in the pre-dawn darkness. Merry Fitness.
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