It certainly wasn't dark when I ran this morning, but it was morning! 7:30 or so. After feeding Andra I just really wanted to go. I wavered a bit, but knew I really had no choice. I did what used to be my usual 5.5 mile route from home. It was easy, fast for the effort (or lack of mostly, about an 8:40 pace), and for once my (empty) stomach had no complaints.
I'm glad I did it because this afternoon Andra and I spent 3+ hours in the car (1 hour there, 2:15 back) going into NYC for her laser treatment. She was a gem...I on the other hand got into a honking match with a cab driver who was being an ass in the rush hour traffic. I won.