When it comes to energy conservation, my dad was way ahead of his time. He was one of those dads who emphasized the importance of turning down the heat, and turning off the lights when you leave the room. We didn’t have outdoor Christmas lights until we were at least into double digit ages, and they were on a timer so as not to be too wasteful.
I’m sure that’s part of why I was of two minds to see Christmas lights on during my morning run. My first thought, “did they stay on all night?” was quickly overridden by a nearly simultaneous “oooh, preeeetty!” I guess it isn’t such a big deal now that there are LED Christmas lights, so maybe I shouldn’t secretly feel guilty for enjoying them!
I see the lights when I am driving home in the evening and everything, but in the car, they go by too quickly. Walking is great, but I find I get cold.
When I am running, however, it is a whole different story. I am on that plane of existence where each breath freezes in the air and the crispness paints my cheeks pink, but can’t chill me. I can bask in the cheer of lights, the glow bouncing off the snow, a series of peaceful footsteps strung together into a slightly surreal and wholly beautiful infinity. A perfect break amidst the frantic scramble of this time of year.
So to the people who leave their lights on, or turn them back on in the morning – thanks! I am really enjoying them! In fact, it’s inspired me to consider an evening run in the next little while!