Hubs and I settled the boys down for the night, after exhausting them in the swimming pool, and I headed out for a run.
I am being a terrible half marathoner right now and am seriously behind in my training. I don't want to build mileage too fast so I'm figuring out a plan. I can do it, even if I have to walk more than I'd like. I keep telling myself I'd be taking it easy anyway because of it being an August race. Watch, it'll be sixty degrees and cloudy with a cool breeze that day.
I need to get some sort of mileage under my belt, so I headed out for a run last night. My goal was three miles. I ended up with four. Yay for four miles!
Here is where I tell you something I am sure you already know. At least you probably already know it if you are female.
It sucks running at night.
The temperature was perfect, the sun was setting so that wasn't the problem.
The problem was the OTHER people out running or just out and about. I run with a wariness I am sure most of you have experienced. I check behind myself. I am aware of my surroundings. I don't listen to music. I wear my hair in a tight bun instead of in a loose ponytail. I wear oversized t-shirts.
It sounds stupid and maybe silly. I live in a fantastic area. It's a small city that borders another small city and both cities have an excellent police presence. I run on well lit and busy roads, but not so busy I also need to worry about cars.
But, bad things can happen in good cities.
And there are patches of darkness and empty lots on even the busy roads.
So I follow my runner rules. And I try to enjoy the run as much as I can when half of my brain is focused on what is going on around me.
It sucks, but it's what I do. And I think it's what A LOT of women do.
Funny, I never felt as nervous or wary when I ran in the mornings. I guess there aren't as many people out at that time of day. Looking forward to my schedule getting back to normal in a month so I can run in the AM again.