In honor of the brisk air, I'm back in black running tights and sweatshirt — and am wishing for socks that came up farther than my ankles. Seasonal change may finally be upon us.
I'm no fan of cold weather, but once it's here, I remember why we need it: to kick the fall foliage into high gear, to energize us — and, more than anything else, to provide variety.
It feels good to pull on tights — not just because they are warm, but because they are different.