We come from the land of the ice and snow...
... where the ice and snow melt and then there's more snow and then it rains and there's water fucking everywhere and then that freezes and then thaws again and then there's water on top of the ice and that makes running outside a real adventure in the spring.
I got in my first outdoor run of 2019, which also happened to coincide with W5D3 of C25K, commonly referred to as "The 20", or "The Gauntlet", or "This has to be a mistake, I must have clicked week 7 by accident, 20 fucking minutes without stopping!?". Past experience reminds me that by the time I hit the end of week 9, running twenty minutes straight isn't a big deal, but this particular run in C25K is a big milestone, and is always confidence builder. Of course, I'll need to triple that run time for my longest leg of Ragnar, coming up in... well. Exactly five months.
This has been one bastard of a Minnesota winter; record February snowfalls, followed by even more snow to start out March, and then several days of above freezing temperatures and nearly two inches of rain, followed by another good freeze. With the ground still frozen, the water has no place to go, and so there are massive puddles everywhere (folks from the more arid parts of the country would probably call them ponds or lakes).
I got in a nice run this afternoon, and it felt great to be actually going somewhere, as opposed to my treadmill and track work this winter. The sun and fresh air were awesome as well. Less awesome were the frequent ice patches, several inch deep pools of water on the sidewalk, and the aforementioned ice hiding under the water. I didn't fall, but I had some close calls, and halfway through took to the shoulder of the road where it was relatively dry.
Still, over half of the run was in soaking wet shoes, which I suppose is good training for unpredictable August weather in Minnesota.
August, of course, being one of the 11 months that has had recorded snowfall in Minnesota.
I got in my first outdoor run of 2019, which also happened to coincide with W5D3 of C25K, commonly referred to as "The 20", or "The Gauntlet", or "This has to be a mistake, I must have clicked week 7 by accident, 20 fucking minutes without stopping!?". Past experience reminds me that by the time I hit the end of week 9, running twenty minutes straight isn't a big deal, but this particular run in C25K is a big milestone, and is always confidence builder. Of course, I'll need to triple that run time for my longest leg of Ragnar, coming up in... well. Exactly five months.
This has been one bastard of a Minnesota winter; record February snowfalls, followed by even more snow to start out March, and then several days of above freezing temperatures and nearly two inches of rain, followed by another good freeze. With the ground still frozen, the water has no place to go, and so there are massive puddles everywhere (folks from the more arid parts of the country would probably call them ponds or lakes).
I got in a nice run this afternoon, and it felt great to be actually going somewhere, as opposed to my treadmill and track work this winter. The sun and fresh air were awesome as well. Less awesome were the frequent ice patches, several inch deep pools of water on the sidewalk, and the aforementioned ice hiding under the water. I didn't fall, but I had some close calls, and halfway through took to the shoulder of the road where it was relatively dry.
Still, over half of the run was in soaking wet shoes, which I suppose is good training for unpredictable August weather in Minnesota.
August, of course, being one of the 11 months that has had recorded snowfall in Minnesota.
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