Laura and I ran on the snowy Jura trails with two new running friends (one of them furry). The snow is still deep on the trails, and we kept breaking through and dropping down.
We sat in the sun to enjoy the warmth for a few minutes before the downward dash. I gave up on catching these downhill masters, and took the easier way down, sliding on my butt. It was such a nice day, that I wasn't ready to leave the Jura, so I continued my run on one of the forest routes before descending to the towns below and back home.
