Tearing Up The Road Less Traveled

running, health, fitness, Modern PhilosopherI love waking up to the sound of rain, Modern Philosophers.  It’s especially enjoyable on mornings when I don’t have to get up to go to work.

This morning, I pulled on the covers, turned towards the bedroom window, and allowed the raindrops to serenade me back to sleep.

It was still raining when I finally decided to get out of bed.  It was a light rain, so I decided I wouldn’t melt if I went for my morning run as planned.

Running in the rain is cool, too.  There are always less people out on the road, the rain prevents me from overheating, and I always feel a little rebellious for getting my miles in despite the bad weather.

I was stunned, however, when I arrived at the river walk to find it complete empty.  There are always other runners, cyclists, packs of walkers, and dogs out walking their humans.

It wasn’t like it was a torrential downpour.  It was a light rain, there was no wind, and the temperature was perfect for physical activity.

Their loss.

I hit the path, and just figured I’d run into other life forms, be it human or canine, at some point along the way.

running, health, fitness, Modern PhilosopherBut I never did.  I completed four laps of the river walk, and never encountered another soul.  By the last mile, it had stopped raining altogether.

Have to say, it was an unsettling feeling.  It was like I was the only person alive.

Sure, my writer’s imagination might have gotten the best of me at that point.  Maybe I checked the sky for a mushroom cloud.  Perhaps I listened intently for that distinctive sound that zombies make.

From what I could tell, I hadn’t slept through the apocalypse.  Only problem was, there was no one around with whom I could confirm that theory.

Rather than dwell on the end of the world, or how I would survive all alone, I decided to turn my attention back to my run.

Since I had the place all to myself, I went for it, and sprinted the last half mile.  I wouldn’t normally do this since I’m not super fast, and I’m a total klutz, so the odds were high that I would fall at some point and totally embarrass myself.

However, since there would be no witnesses to any of this, I decided to get crazy and tear up the road less traveled.

running, health, fitness, Modern PhilosopherThe Flash does not have to worry about my supplanting him as the fastest human on the planet, but it was a rush to kick it into high gear for once.

I was certainly breathing heavy when all was said and done, but I managed to turn on the jets without injuring myself.

And at my age, it’s a pleasant surprise to discover I still have jets!

For the record, I have since encountered other people, so I can put my fear of an apocalypse to rest.  At least for the moment.

But it is reassuring to know that should I survive an apocalyptic event, I’d probably be able to outrun whatever creatures still inhabit the planet with me…

About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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4 Responses to Tearing Up The Road Less Traveled

  1. AAristizabal says:

    Have you considered those other runners could have been made of sugar, and melted with the rain?

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