Foggy

I set out at 700 this morning in a heavy shroud of fog. It sat on the pond and rolled up the roads too. The morning was quiet but for a few cars out and about. They came up quickly to my eye though I could hear them far sooner.
My run took me along A1A for five miles. We know it as the Shore Road though it doesn't touch the ocean, only the pond shores. There are swales, as best I can describe them, along the route which made for some good work on my quads.
At Winnapaug Road I headed south to the ocean and tried my first Cliff Block (in some berry flavor). It was okay but I did not have any water other than the fog misting on my tongue. Once I reached the ocean the cars were lining up to pull into the state beach park when it opened. I was there at 800 and they hadn't swung open the gates. What were they waiting for?
I took the opportunity to run through the parking lot and drop into one of the restrooms to pull some water from the sink. That helped clear the Cliff Block. I continued along Atlantic Avenue all the way to the breach way and found a convenience store open. A young lady gave me a plastic bowl of water like one would give a small dog. She could not surrender any inventoried cups. I had no money. I got what I wanted. It was cool.
I worked my way back inland and east to home. The last 3/4 mile was great as it was all downhill. 11.5 miles. 10:00 pace. Book it. Felt good.
The rest of the day was spent at the beach. Ahhhhh.

Note: ankles are tender this evening, especially the left one.