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How should you dress to run in winter?
The saying goes, there’s no such thing as bad weather, only bad wardrobe choices. Yet, as I prepare to post these words on this Sunday Runday it is -34 degrees Celsius on the other side of my front door and this morning I’m leaning on the fallacy of that statement: that’s actually pretty bad weather.
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Recalling Quarantine Ultra
I hadn’t forgotten about it. At the time it was just a goofy online race. But I was there. This morning I was flipping through the digital pages of the December 2020 issue of Outdoor magazine. A sentence on an article titled “Unprecedented” caught my eye. Something something backyard quarantine ultra something something. Sunday Runday,
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Cracking Woods
(serialized fiction) My watch had just chirped marking thirty minutes into my run, so it must have been about half past six in the morning. A gust of wind shoved its way through the wooded ravine. The trees responded in a wave. A roar of a hundred million rustling leaves built in crescendo puncutated by
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Single Track Somebody
Sunday Runday. Still locked into my solo routine from an abundance of pandemic lockdown caution, I veered from my planned course yesterday. I left the house thinking of a simple suburban streets run, my typical get-er-done route. Instead, I turned ninety-degrees at the trail access, and trotted into the river valley to tackle a stretch
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I Would Do Anything for Run (But I Won’t Do That)
Sunday. Run Day. It’s lonely out there on the trails these days. I laced up and logged a quick eight klick run through the locals this morning. The snowy paths were worn down with thousands of footprints. The crisp air was calm but dry. Stragglers from another universe were out walking their dogs. For the