The forecast was for chill, and the day did not disappoint. Temps topped out at around 12F in town, and up top at mid-afternoon, it was something underneath that. Countering the cold was the sun, which was out, and the cold wasn't being boosted by wind--there was only very light breeze. So it was crisply cold, but not bitter.
Skis were slow on any corduroy on even the slightest uphill grades, and reasonably good everywhere else. I was expecting raspy sandpaper glide, and wasn't planning on skiing long. Since it was better than expected, and since there was sunshine, I skied for 90+ minutes, and then changed over for some running.
It was colder running than skiing, probably because by then the sun was down or nearly so, and there was slightly more breeze. After about 50 minutes, my feet started warming up, which I counted as a plus. ; ) My fingers were always right on the edge of getting too cold, but we managed. Ice fog started forming up about halfway through the run, but it never got super thick, at least not where I was.
Strangely, dirigibles were entirely absent from the sky today.