Mill B North trail. Told myself I was just going for a hike to see where the snow line is at. Of course, I dressed for a run and took a handheld so I'm sure you can guess how "hiking" went. Got about two miles up before I hit major snow. No other foot steps much past where the snow started, so I just went off memory of the trail. Turns out my memory is pretty good since I found the trail 3 times in spots where the snow was melted down.
My legs started getting shredded from post-holing in the crunchy snow and I had already taken the only gel I had, so I decided I'd turn around once my watch said 2500' of vert. I forgot how tiring it is working through snow. I eventually hit my mark and turned around. The run down in the snow was painful on the shins since I was post-holing with every step, at times almost up to my waist. I'm not gonna lie though, it was an absolute blast!
I bombed the descent pretty hard, but with about a mile to go I started feeling the knee flaring up a bit so I took it easy. However, I was able to run the entire 3 miles down so that's encouraging. Lots of hikers out and I got plenty of stunned looks. The combination of shorty-shorts, pasty white legs, and the huge smile on my face probably scared some people.
At the advice of Bryce, I scheduled an ART session for Monday. Crossing my fingers that I can get this ITBS under control. | 