(Photo Credit: 6am in Denver Today.)
When my 5:30am alarm went off this morning, my tired legs cringed at the thought of another lengthier-than-usual daily run in preparation for our first (ever) half marathon next month. Rolling out of bed, the warmer-than-usual temperature (44 degrees - finally!) made the challenge more bearable and, thirty minutes later when I met my running buddy at the park, our small talk on the first loop further distracted from our sunrise endeavor. And then it happened. Two loops later with less than one mile to go before we officially started our usual Friday morning routines, we came around a familiar bend to find the small pond on the north end of Wash(ington) Park - which typically signifies the final stretch - perfectly still and crisp, so clearly reflecting the imminent energy from the silent city around it. We stopped, took a a moment to appreciate the picturesque scene, snapped a photo (see right hand side) and recharged to make the last loop count before the clock struck seven. Enjoy!
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