Before too much more time goes by and I totally forget the month of September here's a few tidbits to share.
Except for the
Greylock race on Labor Day, the rest of the month was just a continuation of what will be dubbed "the year that wasn't" come December 31st.

Ran my worst time out of 9 years at the 5k Summit Race on Mt.
Holyoke on Sept.14. A full 1:22 slower than 2008.
The one interesting thing that day was a young lad ringing the
ol' Bevin bell on the last incline. I've always thought they had a place at mountain races particularly on the descent at
Cranmore and
Northfield. When my daughter was involved in Inter Club ski racing all us parents dutifully set out along the course and at the finish line making a bit of noise.
Seems they might not be too offensive at the finish line of a snowshoe race or the descent on
Curly's.
Curious if mountain races in Europe encourage a bit of bell ringing.
Spent the next two weeks fighting off some cold/virus. Good fortune just won't quit this year.
On the 26
th I decided to run at Mt. Toby. The loop starts at Cranberry Pond and makes its rolling way over to Reservoir Rd. in
Sunderland then continues up to the intersection with the jeep road that leads to the fire tower. Run up to the tower (or not) and then 3 miles down the jeep road, cut off on a trail that follows the shore of the pond and back to the beginning.
When I reached Reservoir Rd. some folks there said word was a black bear was seen just off the trail not quite a mile up. Checked my watch and took a guess at how long before I might cross paths with the bruin. Slowed a bit and had my ears peeled. When your actually concentrating on seeing wildlife it's amazing how even the rustle of squirrels can sound like a larger four legged. Anyway fifteen plus minutes up the trail I did stop for some noise in the leaves and there only 20
yds to my left was the bear. We sort of stared at each other and then when I took a picture it bolted at the shutter sound. It went broadside at that point and my best guess was that it went about 150lbs.

The photo was taken offhand with a small
autofocus point and shoot so said bruin isn't much more than a blurry black mass.
Shortly after my encounter with this bear I had what I called a
Bear Grylls moment.
I began to have a nerve problem in my foot that caused one toe to feel like it was being stabbed with each push off. I've had this happen before but the onset is usually not so sudden. The remedy is to prop up the dropped metatarsal on that toe. Problem was I hadn't brought along any sticky back felt or Moleskin foam to put on the insole. The second problem was it would have taken too long to walk out to the truck and I had help coming over to help stack wood when I got home.
So Bear time. Stop, access the situation, see what raw materials the forest has to offer. (Bear probably would have taken his knife and severed the nerve while biting on a branch)
Maybe a stick. No, too uncomfortable and won't stay in place.
Maybe some moss rolled in a leaf. No, won't hold up.
Maybe I should have brought some tape. No wait this is Bear
Grylls time.
Maybe the gel in my pocket. Yes, eat the gel, fold up the foil pouch and with the aid of some oozing gel stick it to my foot, put the sock back on and run out. It took about five minutes to settle out but it worked.

So that about did it for September. Pathetic mileage, couldn't hit 3 digits. There's still a couple months before snowshoe racing starts so the year may not be a total
write off.
PS: Added a little slide show and ripped off Dbl J's weather widget.