is seeing a huge cargo ship slowly make it down the river at sunset.
Daylight savings ended in Germany on Sunday. This means that while it was steadily getting dark closer and closer to 6 PM, it now gets dark around 5:15 PM. Yesterday, I ran in the morning, but today I ran in the afternoon and realized too late that I should have been out the door by 4 PM.
I usually avoid running at night because I don’t like it. There are too many lights; not only do the lights from oncoming cars blind one, but In Germany, there are a lot of bike commuters and these commuters use bright, white LED lights that seem to make blinding all oncoming traffic their sole reason for existing (well, they’re lights… they don’t really have high standards). I found myself stumbling a lot as well, and I don’t like the sensation of uncertainty while running or otherwise. Needless to say, it being dark halfway into my run was lame.
However, one can’t avoid running in the dark if one wants to see the very end of a beautiful sunset. I was running west today, along the Elbe, and coming around the first bend after reaching the river was just, well, I would let a picture do the talking, but I have no camera on my runs. At any rate, the view of the river at sunset was incredible. About a mile down the river, I saw the outline of a huge cargo ship against the red, orange, and pink streaked sky. It was moving very, very slowly and it took me a moment to realize it was actually stuck and the tiny, tiny little boat coming up behind it was supposed to push it into deeper river water.
It’s not everyday you see the old partnership of large and small ship play out on open water. Against the backdrop of the sunset and the slowly crystallizing waning moon, I could have filmed the slow spectacle for some award.
Other than that, my run today was actually pretty bad. I got in 8 miles, but halfway through my right hamstring was doing some whining, followed by my right outer knee and then inner knee. This could just be some niggles following some intense soccer yesterday, but I’m also waiting for the day that my plantar fasciitis plagued right foot to finally calls for revolution. I’m hoping it waits a little. These niggles combined with bad stomach combo (lots of burping and farting) bought back the banality of my existence despite the epic view fest of my run.
Oh well, such is life.