Though it is hard to describe, there really is something wonderful about running in the snow for me. It heightens my senses. It deepens my joy. It lifts my eyes to the horizon. It strengthens my resolve. It extends my mileage. Like walking barefoot along a deserted Florida beach at sunrise, or coming upon a surprising misty vista in the Smokies, or coming home after a difficult day to Karen's warm embrace, it just makes me smile.