Running at Dusk
30 Apr
I had a nice run on Monday night. I usually run from work or near it because I tend to get hungry and tired on the 45 minute drive home and the longer the drive takes, the more I start talking myself out of it. But Monday was refreshingly different. I’d had a good size snack so I wasn’t worried about getting hungry, and it was still over 90 degrees at 5:30 when I left the office. The sun was still high up in the sky so I decided to head home and see if I could get in some miles before it got dark.
I just moved to a small town suburb of Phoenix about 4 months ago. It’s such a nice place for running compared to the city. There are lots curvy scenic roads with minimal traffic. I love the quietness of my town, you can actually hear yourself thinking and the birds chirping. We’re in the foothills of the McDowell mountains which means lots of rolling hills and awesome mountain views. I actually like the hills most of the time. I like the challenge of getting up them, and the high I get as I fly down the other side. Sometimes I think running on flat courses is actually harder because you don’t have any down hills to give you that feeling of being renewed.
When I finally got home Monday night it was 6:25. I quickly changed and headed out knowing I had about 45 minutes until total darkness. Another interesting fact about my town, there are no street lights allowed. I’ve heard its because people want to be able to see the stars. Whatever the reason is, it sure makes night running scary. My legs were starting to feel sore from Saturday’s longer hilly run, so I headed to the park to do laps around the the 1.3 mile path there (and avoid the neighborhood hills). Dusk is such a wonderful time to run. Its like dawn, only better because you are actually awake enough to enjoy it! The sky was full of wispy clouds painted pink and purple in this huge Arizona sky set against the silhouette of the McDowell Mountains. I wish I had a camera to so that I could have shared it with you all. I was struggling a little with my sore legs but the view almost made me forget the pain. There were lots of people out in the park walking their dogs, and older couples walking hand in hand. I even saw a young family having a pick-nick dinner on a blanket in the grass.
When I got home I was in a really good mood, even though I realized I miscalculated and I was about a half mile short of my 5 mile goal. It hadn’t seemed too hot, but I was still covered with that salty layer you get from sweating a lot, reminding me that it was still hotter then I was used to. It won’t be long before I will be back to the LA Fitness treadmill world. It’s a world I am all to familiar with. The last two years I ran the marathon in January. Temps are nice here in the fall, but its just too dark to run before or after work. I did almost all my weekday training on treadmills for those marathons, so I’m pretty used to it. I have lots of mental tricks to stay entertained. But that’s a post for another time!








