A creative essay…
The moment I decide to start trail running is around 4:51 pm on a Friday, my body tepid from four hours of sleep and sunset crawling over the horizon by the minute. Armed with a muddy pair of tennis shoes and no headlamp, I set off for Griffith Park after work, promising myself that, no matter what, I would not slow my pace below a run for the entirety of the six-mile trail.
Steady your breathing; find a rhythm. My insides