My plan last Saturday was a 2.5 hour 20+ km run at Ministik. The Waskahegan is one of my favorite trails. It's a run I've done dozens of times before in all sorts of conditions, including snow.
Given our mild winter and near lack of snow in the city, I was looking forward to a relaxing afternoon in the forest.
Turns out there was another plan in the works. There was more snow than in the city and I buried the car in the ditch before I even got started.
Thankfully that happened at the trail head. Minor set back. I put a call into the mrs who agreed to give me a tow. The trail was in good shape, the sun was out, and I had a few hours on my hands. I put on my microspikes and took off at a strong pace. 
The good conditions didn't last long. The trail deteriorated into an unstable, rain crusted crud.
My run became a jog and then a walk and I hadn't even reached the less well used section of trail. By the time I got to the forest I was exhausted. This was the first time I could see running snowshoes as being more help than hindrance.
Oh, and I bent down to adjust my shoe and broke the sunglasses that were in my pocket. It was time to turn around.
The run back was fine but I was too annoyed about my sunglasses and the car I still had to unstick to enjoy it. I took a few detours when the footing improved, trying to salvage what remained of the afternoon, but it was hard to do much better than an awkward shuffle in most places. Warning: don't run in microspikes when wobbling like a drunken sailor. Nicking your ankle really hurts. Yup, that was the topper.
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