You know it's a good run when a couple miles in (as you hear avalanche after avalanche crashing) that all the runners debate on who we would eat first-- the tallest/biggest member of the group or the Asian guy who others argued we could stir-fry.
Did 6.6 with the track club crew. We were crazy enough to run in corner canyon... through quad deep drifts. I was angry and bitter that I was trudging (and face planting) through quad-deep snow that on Wednesday was DRY DIRT. I was also cranky from a skimpy breakfast, forgetting to pack food, and having my water hose freeze before the run even started. After a particularly memorable face plant I threw a full fledged temper tantrum, throwing snow and screaming, that would rival any toddlers. I am told it would have gone viral it if had been filmed. Fortunately only one member of the group was around to see it. After the tantrum, I was able to actually enjoy the "run." I even said the "f" word- fun. I feel a bit embarassed.
Went out for 6 more after on the paved trail. The first snowy 6.6 took 2 hours 20min. The last 6 on the road took less than an hour. ...Yeah. At least I stayed warm in Terramar's Pointelle silk layer and Hottotties mid-weight.
On a side note, one of my running heroes throws temper tantrums too. See Anna Frost's here.
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