It’s been a long time since I needed to dig out the gloves, touque and other assorted warm clothes for a run, but as the thermometer dropped to a chilly five Celsius this evening the meter on warm, sunny running had apparently expired.
We did a ten kilometer jaunt through the dusk-lit neighborhoods, the chill wind biting at our faces as we sped along the sidewalks in a close-knit formation, almost huddled together for that extra bit of warmth that didn’t quite come.
My gloves had been stored in our front storage bench all summer, the same place we store all the dog’s travel gear, and they had picked up the sickly sweet musk of dog food. It didn’t help to occasionally reach up and wipe my dripping nose and catch that scent.
The virtual run continues. As of this evening’s jog my virtual total for 2012 is eight hundred and ninety-seven kilometers. Tracking that — as I have done for the last six months (give or take) — from the corner near my house, a eight hundred and ninety-seven kilometer run would look something like this: I would run out of the city, head South on Queen Elizabeth highway all the way to Calgary. In Calgary I would turn West on 16th Street, following that route towards Banff, into British Columbia, through the mountains, and into the Shushwap valley. At Eight hundred and ninety-seven kilometers I would just be approaching the Southward junction of the Coquihalla Highway leaving Kamloops. I’ve been there many times, though not recently. It’s pretty. And it seems like it might be warmer there than here, tonight, but I’m only dreaming wistfully.
By the time we got back the shed it was full on dark. Cold and dark.
And once again I’m at another training transition: I’ve been running for the last six-or-so weeks since the race with a subset of my summer group, a smaller group who were in training mode for the Okanagan Half Marathon. That race is this weekend. They are primed. Ready. And… well, then I’m not sure what happens.
Two months until Vegas. A couple hundred kilometers of training left to do. And the cold has officially arrived. Lucky indeed.