I ended up running alone this morning. I almost went back to bed, then I almost took the flatter library route, but ended up sticking with the Wednesday run up the water tank hill. Along the way I intersected courses with Lyle and Kris for a bit. Lyle startled me, but even the adrenalin I had a hard time keeping up with them. Not a lot of energy this morning.
When I reached the parking lot in the early morning dark there were two cars parked with their driver's windows together. The cars were dark and I couldn't tell if anyone was in them or not. I was little afraid of witnessing a drug deal or something so I carefully skirted around them and headed back down. We've been running the first hill to the parking lot twice, but once was enough. I don't think I'll make a habit of it, but I decided to tack on the missing distance by taking a loop through the nearby cemetery. It was pretty cheery (not) running in the dark and cold and thinking about where Karen and I might be buried (we haven't discussed it I don't think). I even got a good whiff of skunk to brighten things up. At least I got up and got a run in.
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