Slipping and Sliding

A few days post-snow storm and the sun is doing it’s duty out on the trails. Shady areas are still snow packed but most of this morning’s running route was either wet mud, or ice, or both. A few hundred yards in I took a tumble as I completely lost my footing. This was not a day for finding purchase.

After that first slip I sensed my body tensing up, becoming rigid, doing what Continue reading “Slipping and Sliding”

Once Bitten Twice Shy

Trail running has its minor risks, and I’ve seen my share of sprained ankles, skinned hands from tripping, and bug bites. But that’s usually about it. Aside from the wear and tear on these aging knees and hips and the occasional lung burn that inevitably accompanies an uphill run at altitude, Continue reading “Once Bitten Twice Shy”