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Friday, April 20, 2012

in the dark

I keep hankering for runs but sometimes struggle to find the time. This morning I tried something new.

My alarm went off at 4:45 a.m. instead of the usual 5:15. I figured I'd go two miles and see how it went.

I had run down the same wooded, meandering quiet road yesterday, but at four in the morning it had developed a new character. Suddenly I found myself wondering "am I going to get eaten by coyotes? They are kind of nocturnal, right?" A minute later I realized the probability of me tripping over a fallen branch or some road kill was probably exponentially more likely.

There were no streetlights on my country road; just stars. Everything was clear.

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