If Manhattanhenge is the modern-day New York version of an ancient Druid ritual, then last night I worshipped at its altar with numerous arm circles, quad stretches and a light jog down 15th St. with a hundred people in matching hats.
The crops shall truly be bountiful this year.
The annual, made-for-Instagram sunsets known as "Manhattanhenge" occur when the setting sun aligns perfectly with the New York City grid, giving the illusion that it's almost sinking into the pavement of the West Side Highway. A feeling many of us can relate to after seeing a really hot runner in Hudson River Park.
This year, Michelob Ultra sponsored a special Manhattanhenge Mile during the final night that the celestial phenomenon will take place in 2016. The run began at Union Square, then proceeded west all the way to the High Line, chasing the setting sun.
After a quick stretching session we were off, and it was immediately clear that this would be a pretty amazing ten minutes. (Well, maybe eleven minutes. I'm not a very fast runner.) The enormous sun hovered over the group as we ran directly towards it, right into the shimmering, golden light. Basically the exact opposite of what you should do if you're having a near-death experience in a Lifetime movie.
But, luckily, the only thing that greeted us at the end of our journey into the light was a finish line in the Meatpacking District and a rooftop party at Catch.
Oh, and in case you're wondering I totally won the race. Against the sun, at least.