Hey Kids!...What Time Is It?

The alarm sounds like a small earthquake in my head. No...I didn't drink anything stronger than ice tea last night ...It's just that it is not only still dark...It is 3:00am!

For those of us who work two jobs - whether we need to or not - it doesn't seem like there is ever enough time in the day to do anything other than work, eat, work, sleep and then go back to work again. It's a never ending, mind numbing cycle leading to nothing but perhaps an early grave since it is a forgone conclusion that your body will turn to mush.

Dark...so who likes running in the dark? I moved to the desert for the sun. A toast to the gods of the night with my microwave cup of coffee left over from yesterday morning. But what's a guy to do? I have two jobs as a driver......sitting!!

I feel like I'm suffering from advanced stages of "secretary spread". Nothing against secretaries, of course. Some of my best friends are secretaries... and drivers and teachers and musicians. All people who sit all day.

But not all of them get up at 3:00am like I do. In fact, none of them do. What am I doing? I'm saving my own life, that's what.

As runners we need to do what has to be done. And if running is it, then I guess we do it whenever it is possible...even at 3:00am. I must admit that it is kinda beautiful at this time of day. In the desert it is actually quite pleasant. Only 80 degrees instead of the 105+ that
it often can be 8 out of 12 months a year.

Then too, there are my "friends". Cats and rabbits and the occasional lost dog. And don't forget the newspaper guy and the trash men. It's like a fraternity of creatures that just don't belong to the day. Now I'm one of them.

It's nice to belong.

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