Taper week before the Squamish 50 miler and a smokepocalypse was in full swing. Days were dark and dreary in the normally scenic city of Calgary (and anywhere else)…a perfect reflection of my mood! Although, I had made it into taper week (yay), my body really put on a grand revenge show this time around … Continue reading Squa-what? Sḵwx̱wú7mesh
Is it time yet for my first race in Canada? I feel like I blinked after moving to Canada mid-February and now 4 months have passed. Four months packed with adventures - run-exploring the Rocky Mountains - often involving hands-on-ground/rock scrambling in order to not fall off a mountain, crossing rivers in search of trails, … Continue reading First timer in Canada – 5peaks race
So, there it was, the formidable London marathon - my first race for 2018, second road marathon since I started running, and first race back after my stress fracture. Needless to say that I was super excited and scared at the same time! After a short stop-over in Germany to visit my family and friends, … Continue reading Virgin London Marathon – from snowy trails to hot tarmac
One of the main reasons for moving to Canada was obviously the mountains! Having the vast Rocky Mountain range at your footstep is a trail/mountain runners dream (although your body might not always agree with that). There are gazillion of summits and trails through this breath-taking landscape and the itch to go out and climb/run … Continue reading Aim high – Happiness is the mountain top
There is nothing like a good run when the weather is just perfect, your body is comfortable and your breathing is easy. But how about when it is sub-zero and snowy? I guess when I decided to move to Calgary in Canada this February, I forgot about the small detail of cold, actually gruellingly cold … Continue reading Winter running in Canada – one stride forward, three steps back
“Fill your life with adventures, not things. Have stories to tell, not stuff to show." Since I had just finished my longest ultra to date (my PhD), I felt the need to run away and wander where there are no PCs and the wifi is weak. I knew that my friend and Maverick teammate Adrien … Continue reading Running along Mallorca’s Dry Stone Route GR221 – Rock’n Roll
