Camp Saratoga 8K - 15 Feb 2015
Today’s race was a shock. First, and foremost, it was cold. Normally when you
start any winter activity, a hike, a run, whatever, you want to start off a bit
cold, because your body will warm up. Today, through, I found myself wishing I
had worn my balaclava, and a thicker pair of socks. My toes were so cold as we
waited around for the race to start that I was clenching and releasing them
just to keep blood circulating. I was punching my fists together, too, for the
same reason. (Sometimes being an armchair mountaineer pays off.)