It’s getting chilly out there at 4:50AM. I even wore the long-sleeved shirt, but man, it was a bit nipply.
Here’s what I did. I geared up, and ran from my house to the forest where I usually run. My intent was to get there at sunup, then run around the trail, and then run home. Nope. Still dark as hell. I ran a little while down the trail, got spooked, annoyed that it was still so damned dark, and then turned around and ran home.
That turned out to be nine miles, but they were okay. Except for wearing trail shoes (which aren’t as cushioned as road shoes), I just looked slightly overgeared for road running (I don’t normally pass other people with headlamps and Camelbaks). But whatever, I ran some miles, threw some more down in the book. Fast ones, too. Well, for me.
One thing I noted: It’s amazing how ubiquitous the blue glow of television is. Sometimes I’m wrong, and it’s someone surfing the net. But whichever way, we are a nation of screen-zombies. Sad, really. Do we really not equate the 65% obesity level in the country with our typical pastimes?
Hey! Come back here with my soapbox!
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