This past weekend, we in Northeast Ohio (and other compliant states of America) got tired of the long days and stopped saving daylight. We subtracted an hour of daytime from our evenings and put it in the mornings, where people like me won't see much of it. Thus begins the pale season, where Vitamin D deficiency and Seasonal Affectation Disorder reign supreme.
My first run of November was an easy three-miler, but the darkness, fallen leaves, and uneven sidewalks and pavement made the outing more exciting for its prospect for peril. No bloodshed this time.