Don't Need To Hold My Hand/Just Walk With Me Tonight

Of Late

Today marks 10 weeks since I've gone for a run. It turns out that if you set me down, my body will probably just intuitively stay put. There have been some sit-up fits, some push-up starts and some biking in place. But for the most part the stationary bike has been the Metaphor in the Corner of my living room.

So tonight, I just walked with me, disguised as a head-bobbin' nobody. Wearing running shoes, a wind brief, hind pants and hind shirts underneath some faux-carharts, a sweatshirt, jacket, hat, ipod and glasses, my eyes teared in the wind. The skyline was as crisp as the air. And I wore my pedestrian disguise to the base of the Metaphor in our Corner of the world: The PPHC.

As with many epic peaks, the trek to base camp is nearly as brutal as the climb itself. This is especially true if base camp sits one and a half miles below your residence. But man does not create bases and summits and the PPHC cares little if strong winds toss descending travelers from the Franklin Traverse into the Great Mississippi Crevasse. I leaned into the wind and prayed that my be-socked hands would be nimble enough to catch the Traverse rail should an icy blast catch me off balance.

Pete was singing when I reached base camp; "They buried William in the old church-yard..." The words made scarcely an imprint on my frozen brain as I raised my eyes to the slope. I lifted a stony foot and moved tentatively ahead. Again. Again. And then faster. Again. For about a minute, on the Frozen West River Pitch of the PPHC, I ran.

It was not bad.

Harp-Cee-Dar

So I've got this new run. Harp-Cee-Dar. It involves Cedar Lake if you can believe it. It's about 50 minutes and has done a good job of getting me out the door consistently. Running is so much easier when you have established routes. I don't think I do that enough here in the city. I tend to just sorta run here and there. As it says in the good book, familiar routes are way easier mentally. Makes ya miss Northfield and the huge library of runs there.
Or maybe it's just tougher to get out the door these days because I'm lazy. Anyway, the past couple weeks have been as consistent as I've been in in long time.

Tuesday night run

Ran with some hombres. Very fun.