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.
posted by Hawk at
6:42 PM
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I love wintertime running. It's now dusk by the time I usually leave my office. Tom and Will are typically out on a walk or at the library when I return home, so I seize my opportunity to change into running gear and take off. The same course every day - I don't get tired of it. Up the hill to the hotel, across the square, and then across the college campus, and back down the hill to the track, where I do about 2 miles and then return the way I came, only this time in the dark. But I'm never worried about being out in the dark - it's well lit and there are always college students out and about on my route. It's about 3.5 miles round trip, which is just fine for this pregnant lady.
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Cara O., At
December 1, 2010 at 8:44 AM
I think I heard the cry of the nighthawk the other evening, and thought of my uncle grinding it out in the dark. Know your not alone. My hat, gloves, head lamp, and reflective bib are at the ready this week.
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Greenrok, At
December 2, 2010 at 4:00 PM
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