So F'ing Foggy

This morning, my run was spent breathing the thick air on the streets of B'more. It was so foggy, I couldn't see the skyline from my bedroom window. It was a cool 65 F. I did a total of 3 miles, down to the Science Center and back. I stopped to take a photo of the USS Constellation and World Trade Center in the fog.

I am slowly getting my legs back under me. Foam rolling before and after the run is proving to be key. I am at about 12 miles per week, increasing by 10% each week.