A quirky finish to the season, my first Banff Winterstart.
Getting outside at the last minute, there were more people than I thought. I shoehorned myself into the crowd about one quarter of the way back. I picked up a glow stick on the ground in front of me. I can only imagine the pandemonium if anyone had tripped up at this packed start.
As I was leisurely overtaking people, a few exaggerated toe-offs had me realize the earlier rain had frozen in many spots.
It takes a few runs on snow and ice to get my winter legs. This was my first such run since about early March. In the dark. 20 or 30 would come piling past each time I slipped a bit and anxiously backed off.
A tentative turnaround, I took it slowly down the hill out of apprehension for falling. The light show on the way down was a great distraction.
Memories of winter runs had me slow down at intersections, always the slipperiest. After the turn back onto Banff Avenue, I managed to drop my water bottle. "I don't want to have to buy another one," I concluded, so I went back for it, waving my glow stick like a drunk air traffic controller.
Some great costumes around, though the icy patches on course made me anxious. Fun overall, and a nice workout to continue my recovery.
That's it for 2015. Training for a PB push at the Calgary Half Marathon starts tomorrow. It never stops. I want it to never stop.