Allow me to share with you all of the reasons I dislike night runs:
1) More people on the trails - this equals more unleashed dogs, as well as just more people who you have to run around or make witty banter with. Such as the couple who were about 200m ahead of me and practically dove in the bushes. I had to yell ahead to let them know I wasn't moving that fast, which led to conversation. I hate conversation when I'm running.
2) Gnats - I think they are attracted to my sweat...like magnetically attracted. I crossed another street tonight and on my way back they were in my ears, mouth, nose, eyes, and stuck to my cheeks. I hate gnats.
3) Spider webs - Did you know that around 9pm, spiders actually float in mid-air over running trails just to laugh at people like me trying to get the spiders' threads off their sweaty arms and face? It's true. I wikipedia'd it. Not really.
4) Creepy guys on bikes - Plain and simple. He actually biked past me and I heard him go 'Oh yeeeeaaah'. I am not running at night ever again.
Not to mention, stupid 'seasons'. Who invented those. It's mid-August, the sun is starting to set earlier. I'm sure most people haven't picked up on it, but me, trying to get my run in before the wild dogs and rapists come out - I've noticed.
What did I enjoy about tonight's run? There were two bunnies instead of one. Oh, and just after the gnats hit me, the bats came out, ensuring that no more gnats were going to bother me. I like bats.
Beyond that, the path was not fun tonight thanks to last night's rain and some cyclists who grooved up the path nicely. My ankle kept rolling into the grooves (not a nice feeling). I had a good pace on the way out, especially with two 3-and-1 run/walk's to start my 40 minute run. I crossed ANOTHER street. I know. Seriously.
But then the worst happened - my iPod battery died. This is like watching The Bachelor and realizing Jason picked Molly all over again. How can I go on?
Seriously though, this really is bad when you're out on a run. At least with my iPod on, I can distract myself even a little by focusing on the music for 20 seconds before remembering that I'm running. Without my iPod, all I can focus on is the sound of my feet, the sound of my breathing (or more appropriately, my gasping), and the inappropriate comments by gross guys on bikes. This, no doubt, slows me down excessively. Especially on hills when I can hear the voice of Death in every gasp I make. It forces you to quit early.
So, as mentioned, tonight was 40 minutes. I skipped yesterday's run since I worked a 12-hour day, and Tuesday, as discussed was spent at the zoo. My legs and ankles ached like just after a run, so I counted Tuesday towards my 35 minute run. Tomorrow is a rest day and then Saturday, either before or after our car wash, is my first 50 minute run!
I'm sure I'll be doing it at 8pm.
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