We asked readers to channel their inner Carolyn Hax and answer this question. Some of the best responses are below.

Dear Carolyn: I started running at night when my mom got cancer, and I couldn’t sleep. I was 15, and the super annoying but kind neighbor boy ran wordlessly with me until I was so exhausted I could fall asleep. My college and young adult years were in NYC, which made for easy and safe runs in a city that never sleeps. Subscribe for unlimited access to The Post You can cancel anytime. Subscribe

Now, I’m married with young kids in the burbs, and I was itching for night runs. I posted to a neighborhood group, and a small group came together but quickly dwindled to just me and John. John lives two blocks over. He is seven years ahead of me in age/marriage/kids, and he and I

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