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Running Streak: Month Eight

  • Ran in one state
  • Ran in Meridian, Boise, Kellogg, and Kingston
  • longest run: 8 miles
  • shortest run: 1 mile (minimum requirement to keep the streak alive)
  • total January mileage: 70  
  • total streak days (at the end of January): 245  
  • total streak mileage: 484 miles. 
  • fastest mile: 9:10

Lots of things please me about my January running experience. The fact that I hit the 70-mile mark for the first time since August pleases me greatly--and certainly surprises me. But the best part about January running came on my trip to Kellogg. On Saturday morning I headed to my brother Paul's house to get in a little 2-miler with him. It was crazy weather--raining, gusting winds--and as we headed down the paved path toward Smelterville, we found ourselves skirting several large puddles. This skirting involved running off the path and through the snow. I'm not sure why, but after a while we gave up on the skirting strategy and elected to run through the puddles--sort of a high-kneed, tip-toe running motion, that I'm sure looked incredibly ungraceful. It was fun, though. 

We were almost a mile out, and planning to turn around soon, when the 40 mph wind gust hit us head-on. At first I thought we could power through to hit that mile mark, but after about ten yards I gave up and turned around. It was amazing to feel the force of the wind blowing us forward, as we headed back in. It was one memorable run, that's for sure. It was great to get in another run with my brother, too. 




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