A Cup of Cold Water
The last rays of the sun glanced off of the rock walls of the wadi where Stephen and I had parked our car. After checking our apps and taking one last swig of water, we embarked on, for me, the longest run yet - 10 miles. The beginning of the path consisted of rough stones beside a windy road with cars flying around the corners. After about a hundred meters, we turned off the road and headed along a flat concrete shoulder which took us to a dam. The smell of campfires and grilling drifted through the air as we ran past families huddled around fires to stay warm and cook their food. The street lights twinkled off of the glistening water and the cool temperature invigorated my body. I love the exhilaration of first starting to run. Past the other side of the dam we came across some more families camped by the side of the path having picnics. The children ran around exploring the rocks and water while the adults sat sipping tea on mats or camp chairs. Everyone paused and took a seco...