Monday, August 3, 2015

One of the best things about running and running in the mornings for me, is that you never know when you’re going to experience something that is unique to being outside at that time of day.  The whole concept of my book, Four Seconds from Boston, was born from an early morning experience I had in December 2005.  I wrote about it in my journal and inevitably was the springboard that led to writing this book.  A lot of people are early risers, but not everyone gets outside and walks or runs and, in my opinion, miss these very neat opportunities that come around every so often.

The amazing thing about today is that I went out for a relaxing 2-mile run so it wasn’t anything long.  My anticipated time out was around fifteen minutes.  If not for my run streak I wouldn’t even have been out today, but as it turns out I’m glad I did. Still recovering from a fairly rough weekend, I rolled out of bed and horsed around the house knowing I had lots of time.  Before I knew it, it was almost 6:20 so out the door I went.  The humidity has continued through training and today was no different.  I did notice, however, that it is staying darker a little longer so the sun is not up just yet at that time.  As I completed my first mile (at my turnaround) I noticed in the field just down the street from the Royal Farms that some fog was rolling in over the cornfield.  It looked pretty cool because the sun was beginning to pop up over the horizon by then, so of course I snapped a photo.

As I headed back on my return trip I was coming down the stretch that would bring me back past Parkside High School when I noticed that the fog was rolling through the school fields and across the road out in front of me.  As I approached the mist it appeared as though it was a creature slowly moving in front of me engulfing the air that I was about to run through.  By now the school which was crystal clear on my way out was now nearly invisible on my way back.  As I entered into the creature I instantly felt a drop in temperature by what seemed to be ten degrees.  At the pace I was moving I went through it fairly fast and the experience only lasted about five seconds, but in that short window of time I was lucky to experience nature in a way that I’ve never experienced it before.  As I headed home I recalled a piece I had seen on The Weather Channel and instantly knew that it was advection fog.  As I exited the other side of the wall of fog all I could say was “cool.”  A cool run, if only for a few seconds.

Run on…

8.3 Run 1

Rolling in

8.3 Run 2

Cutting across

8.3 Run 3

The Beast. Advection Fog