Morning running lately is in utter darkness. But the beauty of Sundays is the ability to run a little later in the morning without the rush of getting ready for work. Today, that meant running at sunrise.
Chasing sunrise, as my sis would say, is also a race to the centre of one’s soul.
This morning’s 14k in perfect weather, on my favourite route along the Atlantic ocean, and with lobster boats hard at work all around was proof there is pure #runhappiness in the sunrise run.