Saturday started out like most days. I woke up before the sun came up, swearing that I would start my long run at six. I do this many Saturday’s but am really to scared to run in the dark by myself, so I always end up sitting around and drinking coffee. When the sun came up and I was able to drag myself away from the computer, I did end up getting outside.
I was supposed to run 11 Miles but knew I would not have time because I had a hair appointment at 11 and I am slow. An 11 mile long runs take around 2:26. So I decided to run for as long as I could.
My house is on a cul-de-sac and there are no other houses around us. I typically run around the cul-de-sac and noticed a car parked up on the grass near the pond. I went inside to let J know. J saw the car late last night parked there but thought it might be some kids. We decided to call the police, just so they could check out what was going on.
I went back to my run and then three police cars come barreling down my street. Then comes an undercover car. Being nosey, I keep looping around so I can see what is going on. Two people were in the car sleeping. The police end up arresting the man, not sure for what and the woman was let go. She took off on foot. The car was then towed. It is such a strange situation because we live in a fairly rural area, where there are plenty of places to park a car that are not near any residences. Not sure why you park next to a house with the lights on.
So with all this excitement, my 11 mile run turned into a four mile run. I am still so early in my training (week two) that I feel OK about missing it.
After the run, I did make it to the salon. I decided to go a little darker for the winter.
(Please ignore the messy bed behind me.)
Have you ever discovered something on a run that made you call the police?
Should I get over my fear of running in the dark?