There’s something very peaceful and magical about running at night. Tonight was no exception. The weather was cool enough that I was able to go to spots that are usually inaccessible due to mosquitoes being vicious little kamikaze warriors.
When I go for random runs, I try to make it interesting. I try to find spots that I haven’t been to and explore my neighborhood. I’m usually very contemplative and I figure things out. The rules for a random run are simple, no rules. Do what you want. If you end up walking the majority of the run, so be it. I’ve had random runs that I struggled with after 4km and amazing runs that were over 15km, you never know.
The best part of a random run, though, is to stop and smell the roses, or in my case, take pictures.
These pictures were taken by one of the many ponds in my neighborhood.
And this is why I do it…