Day of Rest
March 11, 2012 § 2 Comments
At 7:30 on a Sunday morning the streets here are completely empty. More so than anywhere else I’ve lived (welcome to the Bible Belt). NO ONE is out. I see more cars at 5am on a Tuesday.
So every Sunday I drag my butt out of bed kind of early for my long run. There is something about running down the middle of the road, on your own, as the sun comes up.
It’s gonna be a good day.