Very, very, very merry christmas!

Driving around this morning, Eric and I saw multiple joggers in the Avenues of Salt Lake City. There are many things wrong with this - first, it's the Avenues (for anyone unfamiliar with the Avenues, it's a neighborhood on the foothills of Salt Lake...more like foot "mountains" and some were running uphill). Second, it's Christmas. And C, it snowed a good 8-10 inches last night. We couldn't imagine what compulsion makes one run in such conditions, but then again we're not runners in the most optimal circumstances - on a warm-not-hot day, level terrain, at sea level, NOT CHRISTMAS MORNING. We quickly concluded that they were either without shelter and they needed to run to keep warm or they are running from something. But that something must have been invisible and that's really freaky...