Last night, as I went to bed, I decided to let myself sleep in as long as my body would let me, regardless of the fact that Saturday is traditionally the group long run day. Of course, I woke up promptly at 7am and decided at twenty after I would throw my clothes on and run out the door to meet my friends on foot at 8am… two miles away, for an eight mile run. In the snow.
Fortunately, I made it on time, and I am so happy I got out of bed to meet them – It had snowed again overnight, there was hardly any traffic, and it was gorgeous.
Toward the end of our run, it really started snowing heavily. I had a wonderful time walking home through all the white flakes of fluff.
We were lucky to have one more day of glorious snow; we are currently experiencing freezing rain, and it seems the conditions tomorrow will be best suited for staying indoors.
Over the past few days it has snowed. It snowed a little on Monday and again on Tuesday, and while it looked pretty floating in large white balls of fluff, the air was warm enough that it all melted away moments after it hit the ground. Then, on Thursday, after a very cold, dry Wednesday, the weather reports were all over the board, as is usual when there is a potential for “winter weather” in Portland.
And then… at about ten in the morning… tiny, white flakes began falling from the sky. The snow did not necessarily stick, but was blown around by incredible gusts of wind.
When I decided to leave work at twelve thirty in the early afternoon, snow was piling up, the wind was crazy, and the temperature was around 20 degrees (with a ‘feels like’ six degrees!). Needless to say, in a location where drivers are inexperienced with the white stuff falling from the sky, a half hour commute turned into nearly three hours, much of that spent waiting for a bus in ‘blizzard’ conditions. I rewarded myself with a hot chocolate at one of my favorite coffee shops close to home, and on my walk after the fortifying hot beverage, snow-covered the ground.
Snow was predicted for varying amounts of accumulation, and to my delight – there were measurable inches by the end of the day! Which of course meant that today I was probably going to skip the commute to the office and work remotely.
And I did – delighted to sit at home at my desk, and gaze out my single-pane window at the snow-covered city.
After a few hours of sitting, staring, and finishing some work, my legs could not sit still any longer, and I had to get out and run!
I layered up (three wool shirts!), headed out the door and quickly learned that running on lightly compacted, powdery snow is very much like running on dry sand. Challenging and so much fun; I found myself giggling every two minutes as I would slip or slide. And of course, I took pictures!
It was a beautiful morning…
During this morning’s run, there was no precipitation, in fact the sun starting peeking out from behind some clouds. At noon, it was snowing again… and it has not stopped! I am looking forward to walking out into a dreamy, white winter wonderland to get my morning cup o’joe, and plan which direction my feet will take me on the Saturday long run…
Where do you like to run when the weather is … compromising? How do you stay warm? I thought about a scarf today to cover my nose, but decided against it as it could have been uncomfortable.
Sunday I went out for an early evening run. The day had been bright, and I was seeing a soft, warm glow of the beginnings of sunset when I decided I needed to pull my shoes on and head outside. It was cooler than I had expected, and I was happy I bundled up, heading to the waterfront to visit the well-known bridge loop.
The sky was putting on quite a show, varying in light puffs of cloud to the dark menacing threat of storms. I had a ball capturing the many different beautiful faces of Portland clouds with my iPhone (which thankfully, did not shut down this time!).
The run felt great – to get out and be able to photograph the little things that catch my eye make each experience of lacing up and getting going two hundred times more exciting. The world we live in is so beautiful, and I cannot stop admiring her.
I am looking forward to the long run with Saturday’s Run group of gals. Secretly, I am hoping it will be foggy … That would make for a gorgeous photo story!
What is the weather like where you are? Do you have to wear special gear to get out in the snow?
I’ve heard something about putting screws in the soles of your shoes for ice and snow… Does that work?
Out on the waterfront with my friends for our weekly run, I could not help but admire the stillness of the river. Each bridge, the treeline on the water, and clouds reflected on the surface of the water a secret world hidden inside its flows. The cool temperature and shapes of the high, light clouds reminded me that winter would soon be upon the city.
We caught a few sprinkles of rain, and beyond that the morning was perfect. I got home in time to bake a cake for an evening celebration of Thanksgiving with friends. I am so grateful for these wonderful people in my life.
Happy running, and wishing you all a happy holiday season!
Thanksgiving day, pre-family gathering, in the early afternoon, I decided to head out for my first run to the Esplanade from the Eastside of Portland. Although it was chilly out, it felt warm with sunshine beaming down from bright, blue skies. My route was simple, and enchantingly beautiful along the river. Many couples were out for a stroll around the river, their to-go lattes in one hand while the other was held in their partner’s. Families and fellow runners with their dogs were also enjoying the afternoon sun. The day couldn’t have been better.
I hope everyone enjoyed Thanksgiving – with family, with friends, or simply spending quality time alone, enjoying yourself! I give thanks that I am able to run, alone with my thoughts, in such a beautiful city. I am so grateful for my friends, family, and for all of you reading this, for giving more purpose to my joyful hobbies of running and iPhoneography.