It’s not a stretch to say that runners see the world differently.
We have a tendency to go off the path or maybe visit it at an ungodly early/late hour, when the weather is terrible or generally just when no one else with an ounce of sanity is anywhere around.
Their loss, I say.
Lately, Steph and I have alternated our long runs so that while one runs, the other acts as a sag wagon. For instance, I ran on Saturday while she biked along with water and Gatorade. On Sunday, I repaid the favor. I also brought a camera along.
All the pictures (after the break to save on load times for those with RSS feeds) were taken on the Trout Run Trail around Decorah.
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Moose and Ink 
The only people out in that kind of weather are the nuts. I love it too, walking my dogs in the wind and the rain and the mist at odd times.
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Aaron has been my sag wagon as well. Very helpful not having to haul water and gels on 18 mile runs.
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