Usually when you run on the national mall
in Washington DC, there are dozens of other runners out there with you. I don’t know why, but not tonight.

It wasn’t that cold; 32° is lovely for running. The park service plows
the paths so after a snow fall, it’s one of the only off-road paths that’s certain
to be cleared. The mall was in pretty good shape tonight (packed snow and gravel,
no ice) but only a few hardy tourists milled about among the office workers
hurrying across the mall to the metro.

When I say the mall was desolate, I mean that I only counted 6 other runners.