Day Three Hundred Fifty-Nine: Early Morning Run in the Davis Mountains

Almost every summer for the last 20 years, I have been coming out to the Davis Mountains to spend time with family at a little encampment Jeff's family has been coming to for almost 100 years. Never once in any of that time have I ever gone for a run of any kind, much less one that took place at dawn, mostly because for most of that time I was neither a runner nor a morning person. But this was my year! What an amazing way to start the day!

Early morning run in the Davis Mountains