I now have a bi-weekly column, Outdoor Addiction, on the new online community On the Go-Go.
The first light slips through the dark sky, shades of red, pink and orange creep into view. Clouds look like a watercolor painting beginning to take shape. I round the bend and the first glimpses of the mountains are visible. Alpenglow reflecting off the snow covered slopes hit the sleepy town below. The crunch of snow beneath my feet and the consistent, controlled breath moving through my lungs are the only sounds that distract my mind from the calm that surrounds me. Just after 6am, I am the sole runner on the River Trail, making the first tracks on the snow-covered trail. I smile.