Running in a Winter Wonderland

A long flight (with a three hour layover in Newark where the security guard at the airport actually SWORE at me) is best ended with a long sleep. This said long sleep is best greeted with a long run. So at the crack of dawn on the 18th of December, I was hitting the pavement rather hard, loving the little bit of snow that seemed to fall juuuust for me overnight. I couldn't resist taking my camera (the Blue Beast of course!) and snapping some of Canada's splendour...

Watching the sunrise in my home country made me feel so warm and wholesome. There is something so magical about OUTSIDE, isn't there?






Ah...and the Skyway Bridge ;) Some things just scream, "You're HOME!"