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.

A New Year's Meditation: the Lure of Final Things

The time to make resolutions, renew commitments, and set goals comes at the worst possible time for runners--for when we step on to the trail we find a layered cake of ice and snow. It's not easy to get out in these conditions here at the turn into 2014.

What we see out the door right now is not what many would describe as the romance of winter running: lightly falling flakes, no wind, and a four inch powder cushion.

Bruised Ankles Are the New Black!

This is it! This is the winter that I try running snow shoes. I live in Michigan, after all. It snows here . . . sometimes A LOT!! And so after months of debating, researching, discussing and considering, my husband and I finally picked me out a pair of running snow shoes. The Atlas Run Unisex were the ones we chose. They are spring loaded suspension, 6061 aluminum V-frame, have LightSpeed binding, aluminum Twin-Trac toe crampon and Heel Traction. I was so excited when they arrived! Christmas came early! But of course the day they showed up on our doorstep there was no snow to speak of.

Winds of Change

The Winds of Change

Running was always my way of talking with Dad, it has served me well my whole life.

On a lonely beach, on a quiet forest trail, even in the madness of a city, the connection could always be found!
There was always a simple beauty in it, running is simply putting one foot in front of the other, nothing more, nothing less.
Yet this simple act of freewill can defeat even the strongest of men.
It can also bring the meekest to great pride in themselves!

Intention

At the risk of sounding like Stuart Smalley, there is true power in stating intentions out loud (or in writing in this case). It’s widely researched. It’s true. Energy flows where attention goes. But sometimes it sounds cliché, and I want to run in the opposite direction, to push back and resist, to prove I am different. Perhaps it’s a little left over teen angst; I am not sure, but in any case I’m calling bullshit. I am a human being. I am like everyone else. I am connected to the human race on a primal level.

New Endeavor

Hello everyone. I just joined today. I am thrilled to have stumbled across this site. I am excited to find people in West Michigan who have similar interest in trail running or running in general. I have never really called myself a "runner" although I have always had to run when training for hockey and always enjoyed it. With a sincere passion for spending time outdoors I look forward to really submerging myself into trail running. I am going through some tough life changes and a difficult break up so hopefully this site and running will be a good outlet to relieve stress.

Who's stupid now?

Stu-pid-i-ty
Noun
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.

Overindulgence = a sluggish pace

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?