Thursday, January 27, 2011
Better Get to Steppin'
As Fray demonstrates, walking in "deep snow" can get difficult around here. (Toddler grunt = very cute.)
Cue vintage Tina: Better Get to Steppin'. Totally different kind of steppin, but steppin.
With the extra snow, and my encumbered status as a pregnant lady/increasingly reluctant runner, snowshoeing is where it's at. When the snow is deep and you're making fresh tracks, it's a great workout.
Sometimes I get to cheat a little and use the Dogtor's tracks (though his stride is hard for me to maintain) - but one can often put money on the fact that a Dogtor route will involve hills - hills that he will make look easy while I grit my teeth and summon my inner goat. (Capricorn!)
Yesterday I hit the trail solo, and was delighted by a rogue beam of sun that followed me for a few minutes. There is something remarkable about a walk in the woods alone, especially in winter. I wish I could bottle up a bit of the clear headedness I feel after traipsing about in the cold woods for an hour.
Oh, and what kind of screwed up weather am I living in when 28 degrees feels balmy? Must be that sweet little inner-parasite warming me up. 17 weeks to go.