Tomorrow, my training plan suggests* that I climb the local hill. There’s just one fly in the ointment: there are wildfires galore in BC at the moment and though they’re miles away, the smoke has travelled. This morning I played it safe and swapped 80 minutes of rolling trail for 80 minutes of eye-rollingly-tedious treadmill, and looking at the air quality index that might be the wise choice for tomorrow.
So many fires
So much smoke
Hmmmm
* I’m on holiday. I’ve promised to stick to the spirit of the plan but given no assurances about following it to the letter.
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