The idea of a night time 50k struck out of necessity with my husband and I's never ending travel plans. I got Jun to commit, which surprisingly isn't all that hard. I used a combination of blackmail and bribery, but it turns out it neither was necessary. Mental note made. I figured I could try to ask around and see if more people would hop in, and interest was minimal, but Dorsismus ended up coming out too. But first there was lots of fear and anxiety-- what if they back out? What if I don't get to do this? What if these are snow clouds and everyone is a "fair weather friend?" Despite Jun trying to reassure me that he was coming several times, I had a good bout of anxiety. I soothed that battle just a bit by promising myself I could run laps at Dimple Dell or liberty park. Yes, I'd be willing to run at liberty park in snow/rain through the middle of the night for 6 hours to get my miles, although I hope it'd never come to that. We met at 9pm and I fed everone cookies to cheer the mood. We did a 12.36 out and back on the BST, with a vert gain of over 4500. We passed some freaky people, and the boys were pretty sleepy. There was a time or two we were all sitting down on the trail (me massaging my ITB with a rock), then we realized we were sitting on the ground.... on got up and got moving again. I think I chatted the boys ears off, Dorsimus was smart and dropped behind because I always try to keep up front. So the Jun was stuck listening to me talk talk talk despite his hints about how nice it is to be in your own head. I have mild insomnia and sometimes I get really excited to be out late at night. I could sense the feeling of.... we hit the cars and we're done. I tried to counteract this by describing the feast that awaited us at Denny's (4 miles roundtrip). We got to the cars, and the boys consented it would be a great idea to drive to Denny's. I am stubborn and refused, hoping to convince them to run there. I failed. It was ok though, Tuesday I had a full day of work and then a drive to Mesquite (and we didn't leave SAndy til 7pm). So instead we all went home, I ate leftover pizza, cleaned up the kids who wet the bed, changed sheets, put the boys in their bed in pajamas, did the dishes, then got my husband off the couch into bed. Then I work up 3 hours later (c'mon body! you had 2 more hours on the alarm clock! stupid insomnia!) so I reluctantly got up. Glad I have friends who did crazy things like run late at night and put up with me. There's some good people here. | 