Monday, February 7, 2011

Foiled......

OK - at this point, this is wishful thinking. You'd think that with the relatively short 'winter' season we've had out here (it was in the 60's just a couple weekends ago), I'd be more tolerant of the white stuff and cold temps in the city, but I'm not. Thus my animosity towards my snowy friend.

In fact, on Saturday I took Luke sledding at Ruby Hill Park. At the top of the hill we built a snowman, which he then proceeded to knock over and stomp on. I think for different reasons - but it echo'd my sentiments with regard to it snowing at the wrong times lately!

So I was *supposed* to race a 7 miler this past Sunday. Thursday's workout was kind of a bust due to the unexpected snow and blizzard I was running in. A lady yelled from an overpass that when she grows up she wants to be just like me (I think it was my first 'non-heckling' shout-out - more on heckling in a later post I've been thinking of writing). Both Friday and Saturday's runs were in weather I would classify as 'dank' - or more like running in a meat locker. Not cold enough to be adventurous or keep the slush puddles down, but not warm enough to feel liberating from winter's grasp.

But on Saturday, the sun had melted clear most of the paths, and I thought I'd be able to run fast on Sunday's Platte River run. Then on my 4 miler, it started snowing. OK I thought, maybe a little packed snow. Not ideal, but I'm game.

On Sunday morning I woke up to around 8+ inches on my porch. And I thought, "Yeah, no". I mean, I've noticed that when I run in snow, I tend to run low and 'in the bucket' - which isn't good in itself for speed or healthy hips. But when I try to run fast in the snow, I then worsen things by reaching forward with my stride (over-striding). This was how I think I ganked my hip a couple weeks ago. So based on the fact that I wouldn't be setting any blazing PR's (and the fact that I'm not sure my hockey puck of a car would have made it across town, I bagged the race. Looking back I don't regret it. Instead I shoveled snow for like an hour (upper body workout) and went for a 9 mile XC ski tour of Bear Creek (which turned into a 3 hour odyssey of breaking trail and having to walk over paths that the park service cleared down to bare pavement sometime while I was rounding the bend and returning home.

I also hear that we are in for more snow on Monday night / Tuesday - so it's the dreaded 'mill for a few runs. Such are the challenges with running in the winter-time. And yes, I remember that compared to my friends that live east of here, we have a cake-walk of a winter. But allow me my whining.

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