There's just something about a run that gets in your skin. Something about running that becomes the breath in your lungs and the blood in your soul. I went on a great morning run yesterday before my brother-in-law's wedding. It was fun to run somewhere new. I ran along the river in the beautiful red rocks of Southern Utah.
I really enjoy running in the mornings. Sometimes its hard to get out of bed, but nothing replaces crisp morning air, dew on the grass and birds chirping in the morning light. I also know if I don't get up and run before I start the rest of my daily activities that I will procrastinate my run until its time for bed and I won't end up going.
What is your favorite time of day to run?
Every morning in Africa a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must outrun the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning in Africa a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest gazelle or it will starve. It doesn't matter whether you're a lion or a gazelle-when the sun comes up, you'd better be running.