Summer is a time to throw regular schedules out the window. Which is how I found myself at the beach one week (family vacation) and the mountains the next (officiating a wedding). In keeping with my habit of two to three jogs a week, I ended up running on consecutive Saturdays at opposite ends of the Old North and Palmetto states.
The cool thing about these jogs was that I got to see two pretty awesome sunrises - one looking out over the Atlantic Ocean, the other nestled in between two mountains over Lake Lure. It pays to jog with an iPhone that serves as iPod, running GPS and camera all rolled into one. Snap away.
Saturday, July 30 - I actually had my back to this at first, but then started noticing people on the beach in front of me facing me, gazing into the distance, frozen still. Once I turned around, I was too.
Saturday, August 6 - I ran a little route that had me finish on this peninsula looking due east. I waited for awhile, hoping the sun would eventually break through. Never quite did. Still, it was pretty awesome to look at.
I love jogging in the morning. Mainly because if I don't get it in then, I have no chance once my day gets rolling. But there's also something incredible about strapping on the shoes, sticking in the earbuds, putting one foot in front of the other and watching a new day begin right in front of you.
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