“Why would the runner who dislikes cold and dark run in the cold and dark?”
“Because the next day will be much colder…and beer”
I started near the Squirrel Hill Pro-Bike and Run Store. Got a good pre-wetting just waiting for the Garmin to get satellite. Apparently, it didn’t like the rain either and took roughly a year to sync. Nonetheless, eventually it did and I took off towards Point Breeze. It was a wild night – wind and rain lashing against the few pedestrians out there. I sprinted down Edgerton towards Homewood Avenue, only stopping for a moment to capture the spooky entrance arch to Frick Park.
That area was very dark. It lightened up a bit as I ran under the Homewood-Brushton viaduct. I caught Hamilton Avenue and ran East. It was mostly puddle-jumping and avoiding the surprising amount of traffic. The smoked BBQ place at North Braddock was going strong, the smokers adding to the eeriness of the night.
Puddles in the night 
BBQ Smokers going strong
By the time I had gotten to Rosedale Street, surprisingly wide, I had had enough and made my way back to PBR. I didn’t see much of the neighborhood, but it was a mix of decrepit, old warehouses, newer neat houses and dark, brick row houses.
