Today I am pretty thankful for a Late Night Run.
Shortly after writing this I’ll be putting the boys to bed. Becky’s practicing her presentation for her university visit in a few weeks and will be going to bed shortly thereafter. Once they are all out I’ll be strapping on my shoes and heading out for a nice long (& slow) run.
There’s something awesome about running at night when the lights all start to go out, the traffic disappears, and it’s just me and my headphones pounding pavement. It’s quiet, peaceful, and a great way to escape from the organized chaos of every day life and slip into a run induced bliss.
I wasn’t much of a night runner, in the past I used to head out extremely early to get some miles in. Then I read this awesome book:
One of the parts of this book that really resonated with me was his desire to balance time with his family, life, and his running. One of the ways he did that was by doing late night runs.
Between this book and a handful of others (Born to Run by Chris McDougall, Eat and Run by Scott Jurek, Once a Runner by Jon Parker, and Finding Ultra by Rich Roll) I can usually fire up the audiobook in any chapter and enjoy hearing a great story while I run.
The other cool thing is that I’m not running on any type of a specific program and don’t have a desired distance that I want to accomplish. I’m going to run until I pull a Forrest Gump and say, “I’m pretty tired… I think I’ll go home now,” and then go to bed relaxed.