If I make my Saturday post late (which I am in the process of doing), I am at least doing better than I did last week, when I missed Saturday and Sunday entirely. Why do I feel the need to emphasize my failures? Why don’t I just drive on and hope nobody notices? There is a very good chance nobody will, and an even better chance that nobody cares. So what’s my problem? Never mind, let us get on with the post.
My Lame Post Friday post ended up being about my Saturday morning run, so I will feel free to talk about my Sunday morning run now. For one reason, I took a couple of pictures on my cool-down walk. That should pep things up.
First, however, I will share something I did not mention from yesterday’s run. I had just returned to the suburbs (I call them the suburbs) from the church parking lot where I got a good look at the moon. It was a dark patch, because of the full trees and lack of street lights (they are kind of spaced out). Did I see a flash of light? Then another?
“Good morning,” said a voice, and I saw it was a guy running.
“Hello,” I said. “I wondered what that flashing light was!” He laughed. I have a red flashing light I attach to my road guard vest, but I rarely turn it on. It does a continuous light or flashing, so that is kind of fun.
This morning, I started my run earlier, so the moon was higher in the sky. My husband Steve’s nephew, when he was a little boy, used to call it the Moon-a-Moolah, so that is how I think of it. However, I thought I would not see the Moon-a-Moolah this morning due to cloud cover. As I ran down German Street, I thought I could see where it was behind some clouds. Would they clear enough to give me glimpse? I did not get my hopes up.
Fortunately for me, I was wrong about that. As I continued my run, the cloud moved, and I could glory in a full view of the moon. Yay! I purposely turned down a road so I was running straight towards it. Eventually I had to turn, and the moon was to my left. I turned my head, taking care to also watch where I was going. I was less successful with that, although I suppose I could also blame the darkness. At one point, I missed seeing where the road dipped down till my foot thunked lower than I expected it to. Ouch! It wasn’t so bad, though, so no harm, no foul.
I kept the Moon-a-Moolah in sight as long as I could but eventually had to head back home. The clouds were starting the cover the moon again anyways. I ran for as long as I did yesterday but not for as far. I set a slower pace. As I walked my cool-down walk, I told myself that there was no law I had to walk all the way around the block or for a full ten minutes. However, I did admire the moon again and took the opportunity to take a picture with my phone.
A little hazy but nice.
The moon was not clear even to my eyes, so I did not worry that my phone doesn’t always take the best pictures. I tried for a close-up, then took one that showed more of the neighborhood.
The sun was starting to take over for the moon.
I enjoy starting my runs in the dark and finishing them in the light. I also enjoy writing blog posts about them.