Most everyone I know in the running community knows that in addition to Canadian thanksgiving, this weekend is also the Virtual Boston Marathon. At least five people I know signed up for the race, which thanks to the pandemic was a once in a lifetime opportunity to run through your own streets, track it on the Boston Marathon app, and call it an official run. I did not sign up. … but I did go out on the dawn trails with a trio of friends who had signed up to run the pandemic version of the famous race. When three of us tag-alongs met up with them early on Saturday morning near a local park, the sun was just peaking…

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During my exhausting trail half marathon this past weekend I may have tired myself out good and proper, but I managed to keep enough mental focus to nab some photos of my adventures through the autumn foliage. Of course when one is running an epic wilderness race carrying proper camera equipment is out of the question. I did have my smartphone, tho. And when opportunity permitted I tugged it from the side pocket of my hydration vest and paused for a moment to nab some photos. Enjoy.

And just like that the leaves turned yellow, the air felt crisper, and another summer drifted into memory. In three short months we managed to squeeze in quite a lot of action, particularlly considering that the world was still fairly locked down with this pandemic. We visited the mountains for two weeks across two separate trips, completed a modest list of hikes, kayaked on a couple mountain lakes, photographed glaciers, and enjoyed the wilderness. We cooked outdoors on our new backyard fire pit, roasting a crazy variety of meats, a garden’s worth of vegetables, and too many marshmallows to count. We hosted friends in our backyard, spending lovely afternoons or evenings with (on different occasions) family for elaborate meals, co-workers…

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Sunday Runday and with less than two weeks until my first in-person race in over a year and a half I found myself facing a morning run dilemma. New shoes. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not complaining about new shoes. Quite the opposite. While on vacation in the mountains a few weeks ago I finally found a pair of trail shoes in my size and splurged. The next morning I broke them in with an (a previously blogged about) eight kilometer trail run up some steep incline and early morning terrain in the wilderness beauty of our National Park system, and then … … well … that dilemma I mentioned a couple paragraphs back compounded itself: I haven’t run any…

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