Night time running
Got in a quick six after work and before bed. Was witness to a large slow moving 'falling star'. Like a tear drop rolling down a babies face. The cool crisp starlit runs on the back roads bring back memories from the very beginning of my venture into running. Back in 1993 about this time of year, the only time I could run was either early morning or late evening. I not only learned how to run but also how to navigate in the dark. When it's just you and the dark road ahead you truly find how badly you want to run. The strange sounds and glimpses of things imagined in the surrounding hay fields keep the pace up-tempo for sure. With winter closing in and basketball season upon us, I will most certainly be hitting the dark road a bit more frequently in the weeks to come.
