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Above is a picture of my night run. Last week was really busy. In fact I didn't even get my miles in, and I have been very good at making sure I get out lately. Thursday night Amy had a class to go to so I had to run the kids around. I decided to make the most of the 45 minutes I had while waiting to pick them up. I grabbed my headlamp and Cascadias and went for it.
Trail running at night is a completely different animal. My pace was slower because I was trying to stay upright. With shadows it is very easy to catch a toe and hit the deck. I really like my Petzl Tikka Plus headlamp for hiking in the dark, but it is a little anemic for actual running.
My first mile I ran by at least 30 mountain lions that were considering eating that slow fat two legged creature that surely must be sickly otherwise he would be moving faster. No I didn't actually see them, but I'm pretty sure they were there. One's mind can play tricks when one can't see outside of a very dim cone of light from a headtorch.
It wasn't long and I was truly enjoying myself. I was lost in thought when I saw it. I was sure it must be the mother ship coming to take me. I thought the aluminum foil in my hat would keep them from tracking me, but somehow they found me. Four lights on the ridge line coming directly at me moving erratically. Then disappointment set in. Just two mountain bikers with lights mounted on their helmets and handlebars.
I finished up my run without being eaten, abducted, or falling on my face. That was my favorite run so far this year. I can't wait to do it again.