Night Running

On Sunday night, I braved the dark, lonely roads of Guilford for a six-mile run. It wasn't the best idea, as I don't have any reflective running apparel or accessories, and the roads were wet from a light rain.

This six-mile route is an out-and-back, and I felt great out at around 26 minutes and then deteriorated from about 40 minutes. I finished as strong as possible and wound up holding the pace.

While running, I thought to myself that I would never walk those roads at night. I feel no fear while running, even though the thought of a bear barreling from the woods or the Loch Ness Monster emerging from the various bodies of water along 146 crossed my mind.