This little drop of perfection is from a news feature about some unusual weather in Portland's Friday night. The entire interview is just a slow and steady build up to the inevitable; with every word she utters, you know you're one step closer to watching her eat it in the snow, mere seconds after telling a reporter how snow is the "perfect condition for running." You know that, because we put it in the title. If this doesn't make you feel better about it being Monday, then you are a dark, soul-less bastard who probably has a soul patch and wears a fedora.

This little drop of perfection is from a news feature about some unusual weather in Portland's Friday night. The entire interview is just a slow and steady build up to the inevitable; with every word she utters, you know you're one step closer to watching her eat it in the snow, mere seconds after telling a reporter how snow is the "perfect condition for running." You know that, because we put it right there in the title. Right. There.

If this doesn't make you feel better about it being Monday, then you are a dark, soul-less bastard who probably has a soul patch and wears a fedora.