I never really liked you very much, but when it came to running, we had an understanding. In fact, for running, we even got along most of the time. I mean, I sometimes avoided you, but for the most part, we did okay. That was, until last Saturday. The truth is, you hurt me. Winter, we are THROUGH.
Last weekend I was visiting the beautiful Nation’s Capital, and we had had a thaw-freeze. My brother and I decided we wanted to run together on Saturday, so we suited up in our warm gear, put on our grips, and headed to the places we thought would be clear. First we went to the path beside the canal. It was a sheet of ice, so we looped around up to the sidewalk. That wasn’t much better, so we headed for a quiet neighbourhood where we could run on the road. Still no good. So we decided it wasn’t worth the risk and turned to head for home.
That whole process took less than 13 minutes. Not even 20 seconds after we’d turned around, I slipped and fell. Just like that. It wasn’t a spectacular flip, or even a comical tumble. I just slipped and fell. The damage: some swelling, some blood, and a huge, colourful bruise – and I count myself really lucky since it hurt so much I honestly thought I would faint.
So that’s why I am publicly declaring that I am through with winter. Well, at least for this year.
As we move toward spring and get more of that thaw/freeze cycle going, be careful out there.
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I’m sorry you fell Karen but glad you’re blaming winter and not Ottawa. Next time you’re in town, drop me a line!
I could never blame Ottawa, Dana – I have a not so secret love affair with your city 😀
…but you know, in retrospect, I kind of wish I had done some part of Winterman for my long run; sounds like you had good conditions, and hey, there’s a medal!
It’s a very attractive medal, too. It’s snowflake-shaped.
I saw the picture on your blog and had an even bigger pout – for someone who isn’t crazy about snow, I have a thing for snowflake art so I might have to run it next year…