Beautiful morning. The sky's ablaze. 10
runners and a dog slowly making their way on unploughed paths and
snowmobile tracks, stumbling and slipping on the uneven surface, breathing sighs of relief when we get to ploughed roads again.
Frozen air heavily sinking down to the lungs and building igloos out
of noses, perches for small crystal birds out of eyelashes. We look
at each other and laugh; there are many bearded ladies in the group
today. But the freezing cold does not discriminate. The men are
covered in ice too, eyes almost disappearing under thick white
eyebrows.
21 kilometres followed by yoga for
runners. Not a bad way to start the weekend.
Wow that looks beautiful (but very very cold!)- sounds like a wonderful way to begin the weekend.
ReplyDeleteThanks! It's much warmer today, but I must say - despite the frosty cheeks, the air is much more delicious to breathe in when it's cold!
DeleteWOW vilken underbar start! Och det låter riktigt skönt.
ReplyDeleteJag kan i alla fall promenera i relativt snabbt tempo nu och det kliar i benen. Vill springa! Det är något magiskt med vinterlöpning i alla fall. Förra årets tårar gav mersmak!
Stor kram till dig. Tack för detta år och all inspiration och gott nytt år!!
Små steg! Det går åt rätt håll :) Hoppas bara att ni också får en riktig vinter, inte kul direkt med slask eller is.
DeleteOch tack själv! Du har också inspirerat mig, oerhört mycket. Gott nytt år på dig med!