How should you dress to run in winter?
The saying goes, thereās 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 Iām leaning on the fallacy of that statement:…
Recalling Quarantine Ultra
I hadnāt 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 āUnprecedentedā caught my eye. Something something backyard quarantine…
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…
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…