Looks like a good time does it? I’m not quit sure many people would agree that running in 3″ of snow is a “good time”, but for a select few, it is. I’m out in the blowing snow and cold training for my triathlon season and Julie
Bear is training for her first marathon.
Today was just another weekly nooner we do on Thursday’s. Since I said I’d be there I
got out of my nice warm bed and got dressed and headed to the Lion’s Den. Today we were joined by Jeni Hella Monster who was trying out her new Yak Trax. Jeni did an awesome job photo shopping herself into the picture. We learned last time, don’t let a well meaning stranger take a picture with your iPhone.
The snow on the trail was fresh and the wind was blowing at our backs.
The fresh snow was easily displaced by the pounding our feet. One or two people braved the cold and snow to walk their dogs. There was no other “runners” to be seen. One brave soul on a bike rode out about a 1/2 mile and was soon heading back towards us. The bare trees had snow stuck to their branches and all that could be seen ahead was a white hallway inviting us forward. Forward we went
and went and went, the snow falling and our hearts pumping. The scene was out of a post card, truly a magnificent sight few people saw today. Many either gave up on a workout or selected a different way to burn off some calories. Evidence of this was clear when I was at the gym later and the swim meet was canceled and the parking lot was empty enough I was able to park in the 3rd spot in. The Yoga class with a bunch of runners in it, was packed. As far as the 3 Snowketeers are concerned, there was no better way to get our calorie burn in, than to be plowing through the virgin snow.
The first 3.25 miles was wonderful. I even did a Brad Pitt and removed hoodie. The remaining 3.25 miles, not so much. Remember I said we started with the wind at our backs. The wind was now coming at us on a diagonal from left to right. The wind was now blowing the picture-perfect snow off the trees, creating a near white out condition. As we continued our journey home, I could always tell when the wind was going to pick up, because there was little snow on the trail. The temperature was dropping and the wind was howling and we still had 3.17 miles to go! A recorded school message announcing the cancellation of after school activities offered some relief from the blowing snow. We made it back to the start with just a couple rest breaks. I have cycled in thunder storms and now run in a blizzard. They may not seem related, but both provide the additional inspiration to help keep your pace and get you back to the start.