Spring is officially here. Share your winter memories. (Read 691 times)

Well Spring is officially here although for many it sure does not feel like it. I still have five feet of snow on my front lawn. However, I just have this eager anticipation of springtime running. Anyone, want to talk about there memories of winter running this year. I had about four close calls with frostbite to my hands but then I always have that problem. I had to alternate sticking my hands between my legs to get them warm. Ran in the beginning of one snowstorm with tiny ice pellets hitting me in the eyes. Had many dark windy mornings when I thought I was going to be tossed away by the wind. Running in one direction with the wind in my back then make a turn and I being pushed to the side another turn and I feel like I am running on the spot. Then there was a few mornings that I encountered a herd of deer on the road. That was always interesting. Made so much ice on my Balaclava I could fill a small cooler. Got back home many times and had to struggle to get my keys in the door and open the lock. Then there is the occasional idiot that sees you all lit up in the dark and decide to drive his car towards you. One snowplough driver that was not even plowing at the time tried to run me over. Then there are all the dog walkers I catch not picking up after there pet. Interesting to see the varying response when they realize my presence.

My winter story...it was another cold, wet, and windy Chicago winter. I'll have a dash of Spring now please.

Winter memory - Winter sucks. I'm glad it's a memory now.

This winter SUCKED and BLEW!! The most memorable and worst moment was when my "Urinator" was stinging so badly I had to shove my gloves down there and run the last 3 km of a 10k run into the wind. If that didn't stop me from running nothing will short of a major injury. Talk about addictive there were many days I thought I shouldn't run but for some reason I would just guilt myself into it. Like always when it's done I'm elated I went out again. Snow is starting to melt now but I wouldn't be surprised if it was a month before all the piles are gone. Definitely te most snow I've ever seen but surprisingly not nearly as cold as it could have been.

<quot>This winter SUCKED and BLEW!! The most memorable and worst moment was when my "Urinator" was stinging so badly I had to shove my gloves down there and run the last 3 km of a 10k run into the wind. You know, I always LMAO when I read about this, until it happened to me once - 6 mile out and back. "Out" was with the wind, and"back" was...well, I'm sure you guessed. Sonuvab**ch that hurts! Kinda messes with your stride, too... Wait a minute - I'm still LMAO. I guess I'll change my comment to "I always LMAO when I read about this happening to someone ELSE! </quot>

This was the first winter I've run through. This clip from a Ren and Stimpy episode pretty much sums it up Mr Horse's thoughts on the matter On a snowy sixteen mile long run, I did a partial split. A 45 year old guy doing a partial split aint pretty, I probably would have been better off not "catching" it. I still have occasional reminders of the groin strain. Oh joy!

My fondest memory of this winter: I phoned the police on an inconsiderate citizen who decided it was alright to ride their snowmobile ON A PUBLIC PATH IN THE CITY. He was not amused and didn't have very nice things to say. I think I set a new PR on the 4 miles left to home, constantly checking my shoulder and being hyper-paranoid on roadways that a truck was going to pull up next to me and beat me into a bloody pulp. Scary... but very exhilirating. It was sort of nice to know that I would be able to outrun any pursuers (on foot) I must admit.

My fondest memory of this winter: I phoned the police on an inconsiderate citizen who decided it was alright to ride their snowmobile ON A PUBLIC PATH IN THE CITY. He was not amused and didn't have very nice things to say. I think I set a new PR on the 4 miles left to home, constantly checking my shoulder and being hyper-paranoid on roadways that a truck was going to pull up next to me and beat me into a bloody pulp. Scary... but very exhilirating. It was sort of nice to know that I would be able to outrun any pursuers (on foot) I must admit.

Ours like to ride on the sidewalks.