The annual tradition continues.
On January 1, about fifteen hundred Edmonton runners and I will be braving the winter temperatures and icy streets to run the first race of the year. The Resolution Run loops through a local neighbourhood, pleading the prying eyes from a thousand windows and inflicting the guilt upon those still barely awake or otherwise hungover from the previous evening’s festivities.
I’ll be sporting number 2783 this year, and aiming to break the 30 minute mark. I’m still undecided on the jacket.