Last night I came home from work and laid out my running gear, headlamp and reflective gear. I was determined to get back outside.
I woke up at 5:45AM went downstairs and put on my gear, long sleeve shirt, shorts, gloves, reflective vest hat and headlamp and headed out into the pre-dawn morning.
Brrrr, chilly, I didn't anticipate it was only going to be in the 20's, too late to put on tights now, I gotta run, I can't go back inside to change, that will be a motivation killer. I continued to the end of my drive way determined to not let the cold stop me.
I started my watch and went up the road in the darkness, a few cars came by and must have seen my headlamp and reflective gear, giving me a wide passage. Every time someone comes by and acknowledges me on the road like that, I give them a small wave of thanks or a thumbs up. I figure there's a good chance they'll see me on another day and remember that I appreciated their courtesy and continue the relationship of a shared respect.
One more corner and I was on a beautiful country road with a lot less traffic, the sun was coming up and everything looked spectacular, the fields were frosted and the distant mountains were of a purple silhouette with the warm orange glow of the rising sun behind them. I wished I had my camera.
I climbed a hill and my heavy breath passed my face like clouds from an old steam train. The deer just looked up and starred as their jaws went side to side munching their breakfast vittles. I returned the stare, we seemed to share a peaceful moment together and I crested the hill.
Another 1/2 mile and passed over a bridge with a creek running with cool fall waters, up one more hill bathed in the morning sun, the thermals from the fields felt like a warm blanket wrapping around my legs.
Last stretch before I reach my driveway, the sun is up and folks are on their way to work, I pick it up and sprint my way home and stop my watch, close to a PR but who cares? I feel invigorated and energized, my thighs are bright red as the pumping blood warmed the surface of my skin.
All I can think is "This beats the treadmill any day".