I always look forward to the season changes for my trail runs.  Last night it was near full moon and I was anxious to run in the dark with on a moon lit trail.   I hit the running trail at 540 AM on a starry morning with a flash light in hand.  The moon was making it final descent to the unseen horizon.  I kept on looking for the moon while running for a full 45 minutes and it was not in view.  It must have been blocked by the mountains.

It was a chilly 50 or so degrees and all I was wearing was a thin running shirt and shorts.  No gloves.  It was little chilly heading up the mountain.  My arms were glowing a bright red from the cold.  My finger tips were a little numb.

Since I was running solo, I started hearing and seeing mountain lions stalking me in the woods.  I just knew that I was going to get eaten alive.  I made all kinds of plans of escape.  Climbing a tall tree seemed my best plan of defense.  It’s a good thing that the mountain lions did not see me.

The glorious sun rise saved me from getting eaten alive.

Mission Peak had a half dozen people congregating on top enjoying the colorful fall sunrise.

Last week, I purchased a pair of Vasque Blur trail running shoes.  What a difference a real trail running shoe makes.  The rocks were not bruising my toes.  It was much easier to hop on rocks as I traversed down the loose trail.  The annoying problem of pebbles creeping into my shoes did not happen at all this morning.

It was a very peaceful 2:19 run. I finished off the run by raiding a local fig tree in the parking lot behind a real estate office. By the looks of all dropped figs on the pavement, the birds and ants were the only eating the sweet fruit.