Today was the day. Christmas Eve morning, a loop around Pickerel Lake with 16 of my WMTR family, and plenty of fresh midwestern powder on top of even more midwestern ice. I loaded up my left Patagonia Forerunner with LaSportiva AT/Hob Nails, and I loaded up my right one with #6, 3/8 in. steel hex nuts from Modern Hardware. The question is, which option performed better?
The WMTR mission is to organize activities for trail runners that encourage people to get outside, have fun, and live active, social lives together.
The group imagines a fun, diverse, inclusive trail running community that is passionate about welcoming new trail runners, exploring new trails, and becoming better informed about the environment, health, trails, and gear. We practice good trail stewardship that includes working alongside the West Michigan Mountain Biking Alliance and others to help build and maintain the private and public trails.
When my first pair of Lone Peaks arrived, I took them out for one test run and immediately put them aside. They were too wide and too heavy. I was running a lot in my original Minimus Trail 10s (with some long runs in my Peregrine 2s), and the Lone Peaks just couldn’t compare. I wanted “minimal”, and I didn’t want to go back to a bulkier shoe. I had put in the time, developed the foot strength, worked on my form, and loved the lower drop, closer to the ground feel of minimal trail running shoes. And then I got hurt. And Terence made me put away my Minimus.
So, it's Sunday and approaching 4pm. It's a cool 20 degrees out. It's snowing. Most people were probably settling in for the night. Starting dinner, adding wood to their fire, making some hot cocoa. Not this girl! I was putting together my running ensemble for my weekly trail run at Robinette's Apple Orchard. I'll admit I love putting together my running "outfits". Matching together my hat, layers, socks. Silly I know, but if it motivates me to get out the door and run then I don't care what you think of me! (insert a laugh and a wink)
Behavior that shows a lack of good sense or judgement.
Often when I tell people about my outdoor runs, this time of year, I'm met with a look of bewilderment. That's followed by the question, "why?!" The exclamation point was necessary because it's often more of a demand of an explanation than a simple inquiry. Many don't understand why I would willingly go out in freezing temps and run. And they REALLY don't understand why I seem to enjoy it.
When it comes to winter running in Michigan, we have a lot of things to consider. What are we going to wear to stay comfortable? How are we going to improve our traction? Can the other runners, cyclists, and most importantly drivers, see me? As a trail runner this last question is the most important: how am I going to see where I’m going?
“All alone. Whether you like it or not, alone is something you’ll be quite a lot!” - Dr. Seuss
Formerly known as the Red Bull Trail Daze, the Dirty Duel is one of the only trail races in the United States that offers racers a choice of courses:
Long and Difficult (6K) VS. Short and You’ve Gotta Be Kidding Me (5K)
Two groups of racers will split off right after the start in a mad dueling dash back to the finish. Will it be the “easier” long course that speeds runners to a top finish or the short but extremely nasty “trail” that racers survive on their way to victory? Celebrate after the tough run with free homemade cider and donuts from Robinette’s.
As I waited for others to show up for a Thursday night "gravel road" run at Seidman Park, I listened to the rain and wind hit my van, and watched puddles form on the ice in the parking lot. No big deal, I wasn't worried about traction, I had hex head screws on my trail shoes. As the time to run arrived, no one else had, so I decided to head out on my own. I was here, I was dressed, and I knew where to go, so I headed down the road, my hex head screws clicking on the blacktop.
Writing a shoe review is tricky work. Our feet aren't the same, we’re not looking for the same things, and we are all going to use them differently. Oh, then there is the problem of being friends with the designer of the shoe…
Ever notice that when you drink some "adult" beverages or make bad eating choices that your running always suffers the next day? Either you choose to not to run at all or, like me, you force yourself to go run anyways and feel horrible, slow and like a ball of sludge on an endless uphill climb. It's just not enjoyable, people! So, why do we do it to ourselves?