This being the most snow I have ever seen in Portland, my running shoes are beginning to collect dust. I braved the drifts yesterday and walked to the store. On the way I saw someone actually running (or trying to anyway). I was equally impressed and irritated. She really shouldn’t have been out there. She ran in the roads to avoid the snow drifts and even though there weren’t many cars, there were still a couple. And those that were out had little or no control of there driving. But props to her for making the attempt as dangerous as it was.

The hardest part of the walk was that each step would land funny in the snow and twist my ankle. It was also tough on the knees. By the time I made it home with my groceries I was exhausted and felt like I had gone on a good run. Part of that was my gigantic boots I wore, they each way a ton. It was like running with ankle weights.

The cross-training snow shoveling has been the biggest boon of our snow. I have never gotten such a good workout on my shoulders.

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