Over the years, we’ve developed quite a knack for being wrong way snowbirds. And as Rene recently said we’ve done it again.

But that was before it really started dumping on us.

Our first few days back in Fort Collins were beautiful. We enjoyed sunny days with warm enough weather to leave the door open while we worked.

Then the storm blew in.

And the snow fell hard. For two days, and two nights.

Wyatt enjoyed it a bit more than we did.

But he wasn’t getting up at 4:30 a.m. for the last training runs before our first Marathon.

And now, it has all melted off and the sun is shining again. Welcome to Colorado!