Korima Run Day 4 - Marc Seguin - El Kodiak

This literally looks like a bad picture
from a Walmart photo shop preset :)

This is one guy who doesn't need any introduction. He's been my running partner, adventure companion and friend for many years. He's seen the best and the worst of me. There isn't much he doesn't already know, and he's still around :)

Marc Seguin works hard and a lot. He travels North America, driving his big truck to pick up and deliver all sorts of things. Even in times of quarantine, he crosses the border back and forth to keep the supply lines going. And that means I hadn't seen him in a loooooooong time. So when he told me he would be parked overnight in an industrial area not too far, waiting for his early morning delivery, very bad plans involving ridiculous waking times were quickly made :)

Karine, always one to join in the adventure, said her foot was good enough to run a little. So we got up what felt like 15 minutes after going to bed, brewed some hot coffee and headed out before sun up, in what's starting to look like a weird habit of sleep deprivation over the past couple days.

Social distancing was unnecessary, since he never leaves his truck while traveling. So we hugged long and hard, in what seemed to be a waaaaay overdue little meet up, and the best possible occasion for him to finally get to meet Karine in person :)

Never mind that we ran between ugly industrial factories, empty parking lots and over highways. Running felt as good as it always did, and we still found a cool spot for a picture; an old beaten-up train track.

The Korima Run is in its 4th day now, and the connection is real. I got news that our friends in the Barrancas are running a Rarajipare, a traditional ball race, and it feels good to know that we all, runners from everywhere, are offering our footsteps in support :)

So, Andale! Let's keep going !