That is visibility description for this morning’s run. It comes from Mike describing a photo he took in
I took the headlamp off the window sill this morning thinking that since the sun is sleeping in, I could just flash my watch into the beam and see my time. Not so. The watch face just reflected the light back into my eyes. Which is probably why they invented the ‘backlight’ but I don’t know for sure.
So I thought I’d use the headlamp to see. Nope. So foggy the mist just reflected the light back into my eyes. And as I was trying to peer into the soup, the word ‘grainy’ pop into my head. I thought I could see something. But no, I could not.
So I thought I’d use the headlamp as a safety feature. Perched on my head for cars to see. My lantern would be a beacon in the thick and automobiles would courteously grant my meager lane. Afraid not. Like bugs to a zapper, they all got so d**n close I almost fell in the ditch a dozen times.
I turned the headlamp off and basked in the porch light after 12 and called it day. ~7:48 pace.