Midway through a long run last week, I found myself here:
Sometimes during these high-volume training weeks, I question whether it's really worth it to drag myself out of bed almost three hours before sunrise just to get some extra miles under my belt before clocking in with the rest of the working world. Other times - especially when the morning breaks like this one did - I wonder why I don't do it more often.
Truthfully, if it weren't for the specter of Western States looming over my training schedule, mornings like this would be very few and far between. Aside from everything else I gain from the sport of ultrarunning, it's these opportunities to bask in the natural beauty of this place I live that help make the whole journey worthwhile.
As luck would have it, I wasn't completely alone in Fort Ord on this particular morning - in fact, I had to share my beautiful sunrise with these guys: