Screw those shoes
I decided today that I want to run on the lakes. My running courses have run-their-course and I’m getting a little bored. Due to the extremely icy conditions this fall, my routes have been limited. The side roads have been scraped and offer the best footing but who wants to run on a road? Trails and bike paths right now are downright slippery and not ideal for running. I have always had what I consider to be above average balance and pride myself on my ability to negotiate ice without falling. But what I’ve found is that if I want to run a bunch of miles on the stuff my gait becomes careful and guarded and not very fun.
I like to run. Aside from the great workout and sense of accomplishment I get when I’m done, running is when I feel like my most athletic self. Running is one of our most fundamental movements as humans and I like to pay attention to how I do it so that I can make adjustments and hopefully become a better runner, be more efficient, and maybe even a little faster.
Last week I ran home from work and quickly discovered that the bike path was extremely slick so I decided to run down the shoulder of the Talkeetna Spur road. I usually quietly despise bikers and runners who forgo the bike path like I was doing but I figured that in this case I would be forgiven. It was easy to figure out why I was on the road. The bike path running adjacent to the highway, was shimmering like a playground slide.
Running on the side of the road sucked; I stopped counting vehicles after 100. “I’ve got to come up with something else.” I told myself.
As it turned out, I didn’t have to come up with anything. My good buddy Mr. Inter-webs did all the work for me and I quickly found what I was looking for. Check it out for yourself http://skyrunner.com/screwshoe.htm So with Hazelee looking over my shoulder snapping pics and asking questions, I set up shop and went to work. Five minute job; Not bad!
Only time will tell if this was a genius move or whether I just destroyed a hundred dollar pair of running shoes.
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| Screw this job! |
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| Note to self: Don't walk on Mama's floors. |
