Rural Running

With my second to last semester at Cortland done, I have returned to the place of my birth. I live outside of Delhi, NY. I live on a dirt road in the woods, my nearest neighbor is a quarter-mile away, town is a full 15 minute drive away. This makes for pretty good running, there isn't much traffic, there are some trails in the summer, nice dirt roads to run on. The only thing is, runners are a rare breed around here. The locals don't really know what to do when they see a scantily clad kid running down the road, or as is the case now, they are even more shocked when they see a kid in full spandex kit run past their house/shanty in single digit temperatures. The look on their face is similar to what I imagine people look like when they see Bigfoot or something. Bubba and Billy-Bob usually just give a bemused nod when I sail past their pickup truck as they sit on the side of the road scopin' deer.