The hat lives on – though it is occasionally superseded by other headwear, a select phonelist of friends still receive pictures of it on my head at odd hours of the day.  Highlights from October 2010 to the present appear below.

scary fish

Terrifying boat graphic.

arts in motion

Dawn on the new hats.

skeleton

Pensive skeleton.

scooby

Scooby.

halloween

Days get shorter.

autumn

Autumn.

turkey trot

At the Turkey Trot.

lights

Lights aplenty.

horse

Horsie.

christmas socks

Run Like the Dickens 10k. Wearing Christmas socks. Like everyone else.

seattle

Seattle.

snowman

Snowman.

lights

New Year Christmas holdout.

I thought I was retiring the hat for the year last week when I went on a run in 70-degree weather…but then this morning it was 25, so there may be a hat photo or two to come.

Ice on the lake in January

Ice on the lake in January

Ice on the lake in February

Ice on the lake in February

Inflatable snowman

Inflatable snowman

The actors welcome us back

The actors welcome us back

John came for Valentine's Day

John came for Valentine's Day

Whassup doc?

Whassup doc?

I'll pose, but I won't smile.

I'll pose, but I won't smile.

I mean it.

I mean it.

Jessica the Perky

Jessica the Perky

the hat

the hat

Ah, remember the hat?  It is still my winter running hat, and photos of it adorning my head are still sent to a select group of people by cell phone every time I run in it.  For the 5:30am run/yoga/runs, I do wait until I get back home.  A few selections are below.

big snowman

Big snowman at Barnes School (where I do yoga Tuesdays and Thursdays)

wreath

My front door with its (leftover holiday) boxwood wreath.

christmas in seattle

Christmas in Seattle

balaclavaclad

Balaclavaclad in Michigan

with backpack

Yoga mornings I run with a backpack for my mat, block and strap.

new year's day 5k

New Year's Day 5k in Chicago with Stephen!

jessica

My new Michigan running buddy, Jessica!

More of the hat.

New shoes!

New shoes!

Color-coordinated, am I.

Color-coordinated, am I.

Face off!  (Beak off?)

Face off! (Beak off?)

Objects in mirror are larger than they appear.

Objects in mirror are larger than they appear.

So unbelievably warm here, and all the snow is finally melting.  No hat on the last several runs – though it will undoubtedly return soon.  A sampling from Winter 09 So Far.

It has to be in the teens for me to run outside.  But one needs a balaclava at 13 degrees.

One needs a balaclava at 13 degrees.

Teeny tiny icicle on my porch railing.  Teeny.

Teeny tiny icicle on my porch railing. Teeny.

Its a metaphor.

It's a metaphor.

This is fun.  Really.

This is fun. Really.

Where are all the pretty horses?

Where are all the pretty horses?

Because what one needs after a sub-freezing run is to ice things.

Because what one needs after a sub-freezing run is to ice things.

Ho!  Ho!  Ho!

Ho! Ho! Ho!

Buried in the snow.

Buried in the snow.

Bring on the hat.

Theres a really stoned looking wise man behind us.

There's a really stoned looking wise man behind us.

Polar Inflatabear

Polar Inflatabear

I call this one Tundra Elmo.

I call this one Tundra Elmo.

Hes sort of a snowconeman.

He's sort of a snowconeman.

With the onset of winter, the hat is back!  Now it’s travelling around Grosse Pointe.

Liggett is on my 6-mile loop

Liggett is on my 6-mile loop

A family of snowpeople!

A family of snowpeople!

Jim and the hitching post

Jim and the hitching post

Instead of big cows, we have big frogs.

Instead of big cows, we have big frogs.

A quick trip to Chicago!

A quick trip to Chicago!

Outside my garland bedecked home!

Outside my garland bedecked home!