All Downhill From Here

What a great word to describe our weather this week: Finter! No leaves on the trees and all my runs are in the dark, yet I’m not freezing, crunching over unshovelled walks or skipping over ice puddles.

Last night the gang at Gord’s was an energetic bunch and we trotted along at a happy, fast (for us) clip on a flat route out to Tom Campbell’s hill and back. I’d forgotten my mitts in the van, but Yo-go and I shared her mitts back and forth until we were both warmed up. The Pink Lady’s speed training seems to be taking effect and she’s keeping up with us more of the time, as well. There were a couple of new Calgarians checking the group out and we welcomed them heartily.

Last night my stride seemed very relaxed and fluid. This is good, because the previous 3 runs I did last week were more of a plodding kind of effort. I’m feeling much more positive now about racing the Jingle Bell 10k on Sunday. Can I do just one more 10k PR this year? Nothing to do but give it my best.