Quadracious

I was up early this morning to write a newsletter. I heard the intermittent sound of firecrackers out the window while I was writing. After I finished writing, I decided to go for a run before the midday heat.

I ran a 25 km race at Deception Pass this month, and among the many memories I’ll have of this three hour and 23 minute run are the two crossings of the Deception Pass Bridge.

One morning a few months ago I went for a run on roads and paths through southern Thailand and passed one fighting bull, then another, then another … In all, I passed six fighting bulls that morning.

The excitement of having elephants in town is tempered by rumors of a lion. Let me explain. You’ll recall when the elephants arrived. At that time, there had been a lot of rain, and some flooding, and I speculated that these elephants had been moved to avoid floods.

I struggled with a good title for this post. At first I was thinking of something along the lines of “it’s not how you start, but how you finish.” Running out of Singha Park Chiang Rai just after sunrise.

If you’re like me, this is the time of year when you’ve got more bananas and passion fruit than you know what to do with. I’ve been mixing 500 mL boxes of coconut milk with about 75 cm3 of chia seeds to make a pudding.

Last Sunday I started running in Phattalung as the sun came up at 6. Four hours and 27 minutes later I was back where I started, at the finish line of the Ultra Trail Thailand Phattalung 25 km.

I knew my preparations for the recent Krabi International Trail race were a little unconventional. But I had some hope that they would be effective. Naturally, when running at latitudes within 10° of the equator at elevations below 2,000 m, it is going to be hot.

When I signed up for the Krabi International Trail 2020, I expected there might be a lot of running through palm groves. I knew there would be some mountain trails too.

I took a long train ride across 6 degrees of latitude. Bangkok is about 13 degrees north, so I’ll call this a narrow road to the slightly north. When I got to Bangkok, I went straight to the snack aisle.