You're going down Ivan, you terrible bastard!
The snow is high-ankle deep and more is falling as the Royal We speak. I had to bound through unplowed portions of my West Akron neighborhood as if it were tundra. My knees churned up near my chest as my lungs burned. I weaved into the street at times as it offered more solid footing. I set personal long-jump records as I hurdled over mountains of icy slush left over from plow trucks. Three miles never felt so long.
Running Like a Dodo
As I was trudging through the snow last night, I realized I had better forward propulsion and balance when I swung my arms in a more outward, akimbo position than with my elbows tucked in toward my ribcage. I caught my shadow in the light of a streetlamp, and I looked like some poor flightless bird, flapping my useless wings as I bounced along.
I call this new running style the Dodo Trot -- because A) I'm sure I looked as stupid as I felt, and B) I hope it becomes extinct very soon.
I wore my YakTrax for the second time since receiving them as a gift. Again, my traction was solid on unsolid ground. But I have a question for fellow users. The packaging says not for use on concrete or roads clear of snow. Therefore, I stuck to the sidewalks where it was too full of snow. What I'm wondering is do you think I'd royally destroy the YakTrax if my run was up to 50 percent on more or less clear roads?
As for Yesterday
I have no idea why yesterday's post didn't show up for some of you when it was posted. It just goes to show that you should check Team BHI every couple of minutes for updates.