Morning Running

The best thing about running alone early in the morning is that it feels like the whole world is still asleep. The fall weather is finally coming to Cincinnati and the moon is staying out later - this morning when I went outside it was still dark and I could see hundreds and hundreds of stars. Orion was clear as day, and so were the tiny pinprick dots of light that made up one of the dippers - it's not dipper season, but the sky was so clear and dark that I could see it, in miniature, directly above my head. It was hard to keep my eyes on the road instead of in the sky, because it was like I was inside my very own personal planetarium. The worst thing about running alone? That 50 yard wooded stretch between houses at the bottom of the hill which I'm pretty sure will be ground zero for the zombie apocalypse. I have a love-hate relationship with living on the edge of nowhere.