the air is warm and humid, maybe with a slight breeze. recently it has been cooler. sometimes the smell of a fire is lingering. the moon bright and the stars are out or cloudy and very dark.
turn my ipod on and find my music, no skip this song and the next and the next and the next, oh yes, this is the one. recently there has been no ipod just the sound of me breathing and my feet on the sidewalk or on the street when the sprinklers are running, sometimes on the grass.
people are winding down for the night and watching the news on their big screen tv's. most houses are dark and the streets quiet with a sleepy glow from the street lamps hanging over me every block to light my way....until the bridge. the bridge is very dark with no lights. i like it.
the cares of my day falling to the ground with each step and every drop of sweat. feeling like the only person around for many miles in the middle of the city.
this is why i love to run at night.
and then....the sound of screaming as a man grabs you from behind. Dork~quit running at night. Do you have mace?
ReplyDeleteGreat description of night running. You are experiencing why I am so addicted to it.
ReplyDeleteYes, feeling like the only person around in the middle of the City. That's a great feeling.
Dark bridge-no lights...
sometimes on the grass...
the excited nervous feeling...
You're getting the heart and soul of an ultra runner. May I suggest that you read "Ultramarathon Man" by Dean now?