I start my days super early now: 5am.
I hit the pavement with the stars shinning bright and the cold air burning my lungs.
It really is the only time of day (or night) that I have the time, or energy, to get back to my basics:
My moments and minutes to be alone.
To be quiet.
To be lost in my mind.
To push myself, for myself.
Who knows when I'll run another marathon, or stretch and reach to Ironman- but for now, I am still having a love affair with my running.