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Then, race morning I woke up and stepped out of bed at around 5am and I felt it.

Then, race morning I woke up and stepped out of bed at around 5am and I felt it.

The Edmonton Marathon usually happens mid August and every other year or so I decide to stick around over the summer and train.

My distance read 22.05 km. That’s nearly 950 meters long. Basically, an extra kilometre.

Let’s get a bit philosophical about running for a sec and let me ask you a question: what is a race?

Maybe because of my soaked state the woman in front of me started making conversation...

...reading through the first fifty or so pages of Murakami’s memoir got me thinking about writing more about running again.

There is something meditative and poetic about being outside in the rain.

We lucked into it, in many ways, but too we cling to the ideal flexibility it brings.

...if we waited for perfect running weather we’d only ever get out a few times per year.

...over eighteen hundred hours logging distance, footstep after footstep, with a GPS watch attached to my wrist.Â