Tonight, I couldn't bear the thought of getting on the treadmill again. It was too beautiful of a night to not go outside. Only problem was my headlamp hasn't been charged in months. That almost thwarted it, until I turned it on and discovered it was still pretty bright (Black Diamond FTW!) So I wasted no time in getting outside.
Safety first - I coated myself in light and blinkies.
The blizzard a couple of weeks ago made me wonder exactly what kind of sidewalks I would be running along...imagine my surprise when I came on this sight at a house that normally never shovels.
Of course, these guys a little further along made up for it...
Seriously - do they not OWN a shovel? They must have a blade on their truck since the driveway was done...
It took me a couple of kms to warm up, but then I realized something. I didn't want to stop. My initial plan was just to do a quick 2-3k loop on the sidewalks on the west side of town and then call it a night. But I was feeling joy. The pure happy kind that makes you want to run forever. It was like a wee bit of my missing mojo made an appearance tonight. Perhaps it was the fresh air. Perhaps it was the twinking holiday lights. Who knows...but I wanted to keep going.
So I did.
I decided to loop Langdon Park before heading home - which would add an extra km to my route.
Amazingly, the whole loop there was plowed...
and then I ventured along the street to get to the crosswalk...yep - that side of town still doesn't have sidewalks.
It was only in the last half of a kilometre that I realized something. Tonight is full moon
I had unwittingly headed out for a Full Moon Run.
I'm going to say that must be where the joy came from.
Four slow K done. Still streaking.