Way to go, Dev! I hope you get your wish of being able to run every day again.
Well done to everyone who hit their goals, exceeded their goals, or kept on pushing even when things got derailed for them.
I certainly did not run every day - I take Fridays off, and there were 14 of those through the course of the challenge. I did run on one of them, but only one. I ran doubles almost every day that I did not work (Saturdays & Sundays, plus a couple of snow days), and put in two triple run days to reach 120. Mileage wasn't terribly high - I did almost 90km more in 90 runs in 2016/2017 - but compared to 2018 this was a huge block of training. My messed-up right ankle is still problematic, but I ran a 6-hour ultra, a 3-hour trail race, and 2 snowshoe races from Jan 5th to Feb 17th. I also survived about the worst two months of my life due to life/work factors, and some really terrible weather - all but 3 runs were outdoors, with the exceptions (including the 6-hour ultra) being on an indoor track. I really can't stand treadmills!
I'll take you on one final ride..
Saturday morning's run to the market was in sub-freezing temperatures, but much of the ice was gone - I'd have been ok without my screw shoes, and some spots were even completely clear. The singletrack along the river was just frozen mud, though there are still massive chunks of ice along the banks.
What ice was on the trails was that rotten, spongy stuff that actually gives decent traction, so I decided to head to Puslinch Tract to get a couple of hours of trailrunning in. I didn't think I would need my spikes. I was WRONG.
All of the coniferous forest was smooth, melted-and-refrozen-into-teflon ice, often with some meltwater on top. I slipped, I slid, I YIKESed. Somehow managing not to fall, I made my way further east and south to see if the hardwoods would be any better.
It was super fun when an uphill or downhill would -look- like corn snow, but actually turn out to have a glaze of ice on top. I did eventually make it into the southern main trail, which had much less ice.
Hoever, now I had a new problem: loose mud that was even slipperier than the ice, and deep enough that even if I'd had my microspikes I'd be slipping all over the place. I decided to call it and go for a road run later instead, which is how I ended up doing my second triple run day of the challenge - my husband hiked out (confirming that he was sliding all over the place in his microspikes in the mud), we hit the grocery store, then I headed out for a boring old run around my neighbourhood. It had been pretty, but I'd almost fallen too many damn times at Puslinch.
I did another of those the following morning, then saw a friend's instagram post at Eramosa Karst - she'd been running there the day before, and confirmed that the trails were in good shape. "Just a couple of puddles in the meadow".
Um, yeah. I think she actually meant "the entirety of the meadow is engulfed by a couple of huge puddles". I ought to start hiring myself out as a diviner - anyone who needs to find water just needs to follow me on a trail run these days.
What was really nice was finally getting to explore some of the fascinating geological features of the Karst - the only times I'd been there previously, it had either been getting dark or they'd been covered by ice and snow. I found Potruff Cave first.
Then the Nexus Cave entrance and this beautiful little stream and fall.
I finished it off by running through the only real technical bit in the park, which takes you past some impressively mossy pocked dolomite.
So, that wraps up my 100 in 100 adventures for this year. Now I need the trails to firm up a bit so I can start pushing those Saturday runs longer - I've got a
15h23m race (sunrise to sunset) on June 22nd to try to toughen myself up for!
Good game everyone - high fives all 'round!
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