Friday, September 17, 2010

Running in the dark

It's been about two weeks since I was able to get back into running again before the sun rises. Heavy rains and a busy work schedule kept me from my usual running routine. I like to run in the early dark hours of the morning, because it's cool and quiet, less traffic on the roads, too. On really clear nights, I can see the moon and stars. Most times, I'm alone on the roads. Every now and then, some cyclists would pass by and there'd be the odd runners that cross my route. I've seen people running in pairs on some occasions, but I never see them again, at least not regularly when I run.

But there is one who did keep up with me, for at least part of my route. The first time I noticed him was three years ago, when I took a different route home. He kept up with me for about half a mile, then he took a different path while I continued on home. I'd see him maybe two to three times a week, always there to keep me company part of the way. He'd never be out when it rained, of course, but he was there enough for me to take notice of him when our paths merged for part of the way. We never really talked, but there was a natural ease that came with our company. We just happened to share the wide open spaces on our journey. And after a while, there was a familiarity there that I looked for when I was on the last leg of my run. I knew that I was almost home when he joined me on my route.

He was shorter than me, but he had a presence that made him seem bigger than he was. He exuded confidence and energy and serenity, focused on his route, just as I was. Over the course of three years, we never really spoke to each other, just a quick nod of acknowledgment, a simple greeting. There was a camaraderie that came with just us sharing the path for part of our journey. No matter how tired I was, having him join my path re-energized me and made me try even harder, dig deeper, will myself to keep going just a little bit longer. Perhaps we motivated each other, or at the very least, he inspired me to keep on going. If someone as small as he was could keep on going, then so could I.

I didn't realize how much I looked forward to his company, as I never really thought about him after my run. I mean, there were times when I thought that maybe I ought to invite him over for a drink, to introduce myself properly and get a chance to get to know each other better. But those thoughts were as fleeting as the leaves the wind blew past us on some nights, forgotten the moment they left my sight. As soon as I ended my run, I'd think about taking a shower and getting ready for the day. The rising sun would only remind me of the tasks that lay ahead and the work I needed to get done. The ethereal world of running in the dark would fade away, along with any thoughts I had during the night. It was like waking up from a dream, and I could not remember what the dream was.

Three weeks ago, I went running, and on the way home, it suddenly occurred to me that I had not seen my running companion. And when I got to the spot where he usually joined me, he wasn't there. Twice more that week I went running, but my companion was nowhere to be found. Then came two of weeks of heavy rain and a busy work schedule kept me from my running routine, and I forgot about my running companion.

This morning, though, on the way back home, I kept an eye out for my running companion, to see if he would join me again. But he wasn't there at the corner where he usually met me. I doubled back, did a loop and returned to the corner, hoping to see him there. But there was no sign of him anywhere. So I kept going forward, all by myself. I ran on until I made it home. Usually, after a good shower and getting ready for the day, I'd forget about my run and go over on my plans for the day. But this morning was different. This time, the morning sun didn't take away the thoughts I had during my run under the starry, dark night. This time, I felt like I woke up with a very vivid memory of my dreams.

I thought it odd that I had not seen my running companion in a while. Strange that I would miss the sight of his small frame, keeping pace with me, falling into cadence as we ran in the dark night. I've not seen him for two weeks now, and I started to worry about what could've happened to him. Strange how I somehow feel like maybe I should've tried harder to be more social and invited him over for a cool drink after a long run.

All week I've been trying to keep a lookout for him when I'm out running. In fact, I've been running a lot more than I usually do in the hopes of running into my companion again. But I've come to the sad realization that he might be gone. Perhaps he moved. And I'm hoping he moved to somewhere better. The truth is, I find myself missing his company. Which is kind of funny, considering that one of the joys of running for me is the solitude, just me and the wide open spaces, pounding the pavement in the cool dark night. It's not that I need the company or want someone to join me on my pre-dawn runs. No, that's not it. I like running by myself. I just didn't realize just how much I did enjoy having company on the run, even for a brief part of the way.

I'd like to think the my running companion has moved on to a better place, be it a new home or the next world. Wherever he is, I wish him well, and I'd like to thank him for his pleasant company on those dark nights. He was a good companion, and running with him on those cool, starlit nights gave me a glimpse of what ancient man must have felt when he had a companion join him on his journey into the wild, unknown world.

So, wherever you are running companion, I hope that you are well. You've been good company and you're an amazing little dog. I hope your owners realize just how lucky they are to have you. You truly are man's best friend, and our journey into the world has been made all the better for having you join us along the way.

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  1. Oh Eros, what a wonderful post.

    I'm so sorry your running companion has moved on.

    It's funny isn't it, friendship can cross so many boundaries.

    I'm so very glad you're my friend.

  2. Roses, Thank you. He was a wonderful running companion, and I enjoyed having him trot along side me for part of the way.

    It is funny how friendship can blossom in the most unlikely places. It's amazing when connections are made across boundaries.

    I'm glad you're my friend, too.

  3. Cats and dogs move in and out of my neighbourhood and I never forget them or their names.

    Their people I usually forget...but not the animals.

  4. Oh I didn't expect that ending! What a cute story. I'm very impressed that you keep running too. Good for you. Excellent mental and physical exercise. I feel embarrassed now to feel that I've accomplished a lot by getting up and walking the dog to the parkette next to our condo.

  5. Excellent!

    I am waiting for the temps to drop below 90f (32c) so I can resume walking in the evening.

  6. what a beautiful and thoughtful story, sugar! like snooze, i didn't expect that ending either. thank you for this and thank you for being who you are, my friend! xoxoxox

  7. What a marvelous post Eros...It is interesting how familiar we become with things/people/animals that we meet on our journey until they are no longer there alongside us or where we expect them to be... even for part of the way..
    He probably misses his morning encounters with you too my friend...

  8. I hope he's okay, wherever he's gone I hope he's happy.
    You'll have to find someone else to share a bone with.
    *raises eyebrows in a come hither way*

  9. Oh, don't mind me, Miss Scarlet - I've only popped in to say "lovely post, Eros". Carry on.

  10. MJ, It's easy to remember animals who are more memorable than their owners. Some animals just have great personalities and are unforgettable. The world is a much richer and more wondrous place with our animal friends in our lives.

    Snooze, I've always been a runner for as long as I can remember. It's a very liberating and zen experience for me. Some people garden; some cook; some build things; I run.

    I think it's great that you take the dog for a walk in the park. It's good for both you and the dog! You both get a good workout and you both share some good quality time together.

    XL, Hear! Hear! I can't wait for the cool temperatures to return, too. Then those freakin mosquitoes would go away. That would make outdoors activities even more enjoyable. I like walking in the cool evenings, too!

    Savannah, Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it. I wanted to do something to remember someone who was good company, who made my life a little more enjoyable. You do the same for me :)

    You're a wonderful person, and thank you for being a good friend.

  11. Princess, It's so true! Like Joni Mitchell sang,

    "Don't it always seem to go,
    That you don't know what you got til it's gone.

    I hope that wherever my little running buddy is, I hope that he's very happy, running along new, wonderful paths as he explores the world.

    Scarlet B, Sharing is caring! Some of the best activities that lead to sweating and exertion and release of endorphins are best done in pairs!

    Wherever my running buddy is, people around him are going to be very lucky and happy to have his company.

    IDV, Thanks. That little dog came out of nowhere, but he was a good running buddy, and I miss his company. Wherever he may be, I wish him the best and hope he's running around, enjoying his new environment, and finding new, wonderful people to run with.

  12. Maybe he's just taking a break, or maybe he's going through some stuff at work. I hope you see him again soon, though!

    When I go walking down the nearby nature path, I see a few regulars. We just smile and nod, sometimes speak. It's so nice to have people enjoy the nature walks.

  13. Tara, Wouldn't that be something if he was on vacation? Well, wherever he is, I hope he's having fun.

    It is nice to see some regular faces when you take a nice stroll out in nature. There's something about seeing the smiles on the faces of the people who are out there enjoying the same outdoor wonders you enjoy. It's like sharing something amazing that only someone right then and there understands.