The grue is a sinister, lurking presence in the dark places of the earth. Its favorite diet is adventurers, but its insatiable appetite is tempered by its fear of light. No grue has ever been seen by the light of day, and few have survived its fearsome jaws to tell the tale
Night time is upon us. We wake up in the dark. We go to bed in the dark. In between i live in a basement.
Running at night, riding at night, training at night. If it wasn't so damn quiet it'd be depressing.
On my own running on my local trails with nothing to entertain me. Turn my brain off. Listen to my breathing and foot falls. Just run.
There are some benefits to winter.