We have been down in Belen, NM for a couple of days visiting my grandparents.  They just celebrated their 77th wedding anniversary and they are both 97 years old.  I was able to get out on a couple of runs while we were here.  The first run was 7.5 miles and I just found a flat, dirt road that headed out into the desert.  It was below freezing out there and I was in my shorts and a long sleeve running shirt.  It was all fine and dandy until I turned around at the half way point.  At that point I realized that I had been running with a nice tailwind at my back.  The run back home was cold and a little slower.  I got some pretty funny looks from some of the locals as I ran down the road.  One guy in a giant bulldozer went  by shaking his head pretty good.  I don’t think I blamed him.  The second run was a 10 miler which was much more imaginative.  I ran down to a drainage road for quite a while before hitting the Rio Grande River.  I then ran up the river until I couldn’t go any further because it was blocked my bushes and the such.  I felt great on both runs except for being a little cold by the ends.