trail run 1:45:00 [3] +600m
Train through Apples to Bière (yeah, really). Walk jogged up the hill, past the snowline, hit the blizzard line, went a bit further, but with the wind it was bitter, perhaps colder than IOC. Perhaps. Anyway, 14km running into the wind from that point seemed not the smartest, given that civilization would have been far and I wished to preserve my extremities. So ran back into town, three minutes past twelve so the cheese shop was closed, damn, baker's too. Oh well.
Two pauses, one to put on waterproof socks, the second for an extra thermal, buff and gloves. Plenty for the run back down, but not to continue into the wind.
Not an unpleasant outing, but I feel somewhat unfulfilled.
Note
I miss train-travel. Sitting across from me was a genial basketball coach, originally from Alaska, bringing his team to Martigny for a game. In previous lives, he graduated from WP (just after the end of Vietnam), became an army ranger, worked for Bell Labs...