On the Run: Night running
September 17, 2006
Because of time constraints – not because I’m crazy – I’ve woken up the past few days at 6 a.m. to run the doggie, Tenakee, a husky. Unlike during the summer, it’s still nighttime at 6 a.m. So when I got up today, the stars were still out. I put the collar on Tenakee, and off we went. It was cold. Puddles were frozen. There was frost on crunchy grass. I could barely see, though I could hear my heavy foot-pounding and the doggie’s light patter. I ran down to the Rio Grande from Cemetery Lane. There, it was even a bit colder. As my legs carried me along, the sun started to lighten the sky bit by bit, and sure enough, the trees and the sidewalk appeared out of the darkness. We reached the waterfall across from the ABC, and Tenakee plunged into the water as he always does. I stood and watched him gratefully lap up some water. Then we turned around and ran back.When we got home, my hands were so cold I could barely undo his collar, frozen by the water. He was happy. As soon as I got him into the pen, I jumped into the shower and let the hot water bring my core temperature back up. It’s a feeling unlike anything else, and I wanted to stay there for a while. Eventually I got up the courage to get out of the shower, then went to breakfast at the Main Street Bakery. It’s a good way to start the day: To walk down the street with a belly full of yummy food, just after the sun has come up, and realize you saw it all begin.