Training Log Archive: Swampfox

Another day of brilliant sun, from start to finish--a beautiful setup with many possibilities. By early afternoon snow melt was coursing down the streets; I went out to examine some of the gutters, and sure enough a few rainbows were making their way upstream. Some of the locals refer to them as street trout.

Even with the massive melt, the streets didn't quite clear off enough for some road biking, at least not enough to my preference. What *did* suit my preference was a run from home up into the new Pilot Hill lands, opting for the Hole in the Fence trail to head up on, and getting up high enough to encounter untracked snow, and through which I kept going until the point where the trail crosses the one large gulch. For the return, I headed back down the same trail until I could pick up the One Gun Trail. According to local legend, it is named after an incident in which...well, no matter, it is undoubtedly apocryphal, if even that.

Somewhat surprisingly, my legs were sore starting out. But I guess I shouldn't have been surprised; for several years now I have been able to note how my legs get sore both when I transition from a snow surface to dirt, and going from dirt to snow as well. Though it still seems weird. If you're running a lot off trail, then why should it matter whether there's snow underfoot or not? It seems like the legs would cope fine either way.