I start and finish my runs almost every day before the sun rises. Although it doesn’t make for good photography with my smartphone–I failed to capture a beautiful crescent moon the other morning–I’ve been fortunate to see some neat things:
- My first of many shooting stars–I was so excited when I first saw it I actually shouted.
- Many constellations and Venus twinkling across on navy blue sky.
- A super moon–a giant golden orb hanging so low in the morning sky it seems to rest on the treetops.
- A live armadillo scurrying next to my path, an opossum family foraging for food, skunks preparing to spray if I ventured too close, and other wildlife that have made for humorous adventures.
I feel blessed to run outside all year now without having to contend with bad weather like snow and ice anymore. Most of my workouts are on suburban roads, dotted with houses, schools, and shopping centers, etc. Twice a week, I run at a park with some friends.
I call this the grumpy troll bridge. During some of my shorter intervals I cross this bridge, my shoes pounding the wooden boards trying to gain on the person in front of me.