Sightless Sorties for Sore Legs
There is a timeless quality to running in the dark.
For the past three weeks I have been getting up at 4:50 a.m. to meet a friend of mine for our daily run. It takes a few blocks for my body to wake up. The first three houses I pass, my body spends stretching the muscles to running length. The next 15 houses, my feet are working out the mild plantars fasciitis I now have that comes with having 35 year-old flat feet, and for about 20 more houses, my quads still have some sleep they need to work out.
My friend and I meet at scenic Minnehaha Falls because it is equidistant from our respective houses (six tenths of a mile away for both of us). As you can tell by the picture below, the falls are quite beautiful.

But it turns out at 5:10 a.m. (our meeting time), it doesn't matter. Minnehaha Falls might as well be Minnehaha Corn Syrup Refinery (but without the smell), because you can't see a damn thing. Sunrise is a good 70 minutes away. And so my friend and I run the exact same route every day, along West River Road on the Minneapolis side of the Mississippi River, before crossing over to East River Road in St. Paul.
It is truly a beautiful run, but it is also a course I have easily run 300 times in my lifetime (or at least portions of the course). So it's scenic and boring at the same time. But it turns out everything is dark and everything is the same. I reckon you put me on the wheel that hamsters run on, and if I was in a dark room, it would feel just the same as my 5 a.m. runs (only not as frigid).
In high school I worked at restuarant and got home after 10 p.m. every night in the summer. I'd end up going for my runs after 11 p.m. Each night I ran one of two courses and never got sick of it. If you add 50 degrees to the air temperature tomorrow morning, and take 15 pounds off my frame, I'll feel like I'm 17 years old again. When you run in the dark, fat or skinny, warm weather or cold weather, there is a universal feel to your run. It's just your legs, your friend, and the elements. You can be anywhere in the world, but the only thing in your universe is running.
I hate getting up at 4:50 every morning, but it takes less than 30 minutes for me to feel it was worth it. And now I am off to bed, as you can imagine I have an early wake-up call.