Trail running in the Last Fronier
When you live in Alaska, it’s easy to become a bit lofty, a bit superior. It’s easy to believe that because you live in a place with beautiful and awesome running opportunities, that it’s the only place with beautiful and awesome running trails/routes, etc. Of course, that’s simply not true. There are fantastic trails in Arizona and […]
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I’m embarrassingly behind in my blogging. Here I am, about ready to leave my short stint in Philly and head back to Anchorage, and I haven’t posted my Tucson runs or recapped the Pemberton Trail 50K Ultra that took place back in February. (It was an awesome race, totally rocked, and I mean every single minute […]
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When the Mesquite Canyon 30K race began last month (okay, okay I’m a bit late with this recap), I was crouched in desert brush, my shorts around my ankles as I got ready to take care of business because, you see, there were only like four port-a-potties and the line was ridiculously long. Then I […]
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Last weekend I ran back-to-back 20 milers. It wasn’t as dreadful as I expected, at least not the beginning. In fact, I very much enjoyed the first 20 miler, most of which was run over the Tucson Mountain Park trails. The sun was shining, I felt strong, my legs felt strong; it was one of […]
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Okay, so we are now in Tucson. Which is my happy place. Which is where I’ve been dreaming of returning to for months. And you know what? I’m just not feeling the runs this year. Yeah, I’m happy to be out of the cold and the snow, happy to be in the sunshine, happy to […]
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I’ve been racking up the winter miles, logging back-to-back doubles most weekends and really, it has been going well. Until last night, when something happened that made me re-examine my love for running, my writing and just about every other damned thing in my life. I was running the Coastal Trail in the late afternoon […]
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Yeah, we had a bit of a cold run tonight. The temp was 14 out where we live and colder still along the water, which of course is where we chose to run. Probably if we’d get our asses out the door earlier and run in the daylight we’d be warmer. But we can’t seem […]
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It’s dark up here in Alaska. Really dark. And getting darker. We’re down to about six hours of daylight and losing four minutes a day. By mid-December, we’ll end up with just over five hours of daylight. And trust me: Nineteen hours of darkness can take its toil. Which is why I run. And swim. […]
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Oh, Alaska, how I missed you. I missed your winter blues and your short and stubborn days and the thin coating of ice lingering in hidden pockets of the trail so that whenever I stretch out the pace, my foot slips and I have to rein it back in again and slow the heck down. […]
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Why is it sometimes so difficult to get my ass out the door and go for a run? It was sunny in Philly, and breezy, and I had a medium length run planned with a lot of hills the first four miles and then just enough after that to keep it interesting. Basically, a slow-paced […]
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Cinthia Runs Alaska 