picture me surprised when amanda suggested we go running after work. i originally wanted to run during lunch but due to a series of meetings and unfinished code work, i wasn't able to take my lunch break, let alone go out for a run. today's weather wasn't that cold at 55 degrees but you still probably needed a light jacket to be comfortable. sure, we've ran in worse conditions, in cold rain during the summer, but that was still during the daytime. what we were set to embark on was some serious night running. i've never ran at night before. i have ran during the late afternoon that turned into night, but never started when it was already dark outside. still not believing we'd actually go running, i went downstairs after work to confirm that indeed we'd be going out. even i was reluctant to go, and if i didn't want to do it, then amanda would really not want to do it. but at around 6:30pm we headed out. i let amanda borrow my b&w pullover, i myself wore two layers of t-shirt one on top of the other. it was a bit cold walking to the charles river, but once we started running, it was amazingly comfortable, a perfect blend of warm bodies cold night. all day long we joked about who would protect who in case we were attacked by the charles river murderer, and likewise we continued to kid each other about potentially getting killed while running. the view of boston at night across the charles river was breathtaking. once again, wish i had my camera with me. it was actually kind of eerie because there was a thick layer of fog on the river, gave tonight's run a creepy kind of atmosphere. there were only a handful of people running, most of them men. the run became asterisked when amanda slowed down to a walk because of cramping. we did continue to run afterwards, all the way to the beginning of the longfellow bridge, but then we decided to walk the rest of the way back to the office. our return conversation centered around men's fascination with cat fights amongst other things.