Running in the Dark
After a very full day (and very little sleep in the night) yesterday I grabbed the doggie and went for a run. At 8 PM. Five to six miles on the trails. About 2 miles in I realized that the light was fading fast. We turned around at 2.3 miles and started pushing for home. It was supposed to be a long slow run. It was the correct distance. Fortunately, I have been getting back into doing track and threshold workouts, so my top end speed and leg turnover are starting to come back to me.
The doggie and I were running, not jogging, to get back to the car. There were two bailouts I could have used to get to a street but I chose the path of anxiety. The idea of having to walk back to the car in the absolute darkness was a prime motivator! In the last half mile I stopped running down hills because I couldn't see the terrain. Afterwards I had some panic but mostly felt pretty awesome for being brave and adventurous.
Then the baby slept better than she had in weeks.
A good weekend!
The doggie and I were running, not jogging, to get back to the car. There were two bailouts I could have used to get to a street but I chose the path of anxiety. The idea of having to walk back to the car in the absolute darkness was a prime motivator! In the last half mile I stopped running down hills because I couldn't see the terrain. Afterwards I had some panic but mostly felt pretty awesome for being brave and adventurous.
Then the baby slept better than she had in weeks.
A good weekend!