Insulation

Okay, I know there is no legitimate excuse for not shaving my legs for three weeks... But I am going to give it a whirl anyways. In London, I was far to busy, and frankly it wasn't so bad; I had just left Canada with a fresh pair of legs. In Russia, I can honestly say I kept it au-naturelle because of the cold! You'd be amazed how an extra layer of hair can actually help keep you warm. Boys, back me up here!! Even after my encounter with Oliver I had no drive to pretty myself up. Now with the weather improving (it's about minus 5, bur cloudy and snowy), I took the time to be a lady once more.

I don't like to use my own photos...anonymity is precious! But here they are...it may not look that bad, but it really is - I have fair hair

Yesterday I went to Saint Peter and Paul Fortress... Talk about a strange place. Inside the cathedral is the Imperial necropolis. I saw Peter the Great's burial place, a hall full of tombs. There is a room dedicated to the last Romanov family, tsar Nicolas and his family. As a kid, I was fascinated with stories about Princess Anastasia. Yesterday, I saw her burial place. What a sad way to die; by a gun squad just because the people revolted against imperialism.... Little did they know, communism wouldn't treat the country much better. Russia has a fascinating history, and everyday as I walk the streets, my mind comes alive with thoughts of who else stepped on these stones. Leon Trotsky perhaps? Or Dostoevsky?? You don't get those feelings in Calgary, that's for sure.

Today, I did my first longish run in preparation for the Hervis Half Marathon in Prague. I have been slacking lately. For some reason I can't seem to shake this constant cough. I'm almost finished my supply of neocitron; liquid gold! 13km in 82 minutes... Still no where near the 21.5 I need for march 31st... But I'm getting there! Thursday night I head to Moscow, so I hope my adventures get more interesting for your sake ;)