I've had a lot of big developments in my personal life lately.
The biggest? We're moving.
This morning, as I ran one of my favorite 4-mile loops through town, I thought about how much I'll miss my well-worn routes.
These routes have held a lot of firsts for me, and part of me thinks I would not have stuck with my training if I didn't love the people and scenery around my home.
I ran my first 20-miler here, most of which was through Minuteman National Park, up rocky hills and over old wooden bridges, past the "shot heard round the world" and tomb of the unknown soldier.
My favorite 4-mile loop through town is decidedly less nature-filled, but is instead filled with the people and places I've come to love here. In the early morning when I run, the town is just waking up and I can smell baked good and just-being-brewed coffee coming from my favorite market and cafe.
That loop is the one I break in new running buddies on, because I know it so well, and I can spend less time paying attention to the road, and more attention to our conversation. I've run it with Laura, and Sherry, both of whom I admire as runners and humans. I've run it with Craig, my badass buddy who seems to like beating himself up almost as much as I do.
The route travels past Grampa's grave in one of the cemeteries in town, up and down two large hills. It is home to a mama goose who I believe takes pleasure in scaring me half to death in the wee hours of the morning with her ridiculously loud "HONK."
It is the path I first set out on when I started running. There was a time I thought I would never be able to run the entire 4 miles from my house to downtown and back. Now, I consider it my go-to route if I need a quick workout.
To say I will miss these well-worn routes is an understatement. I know I can run them again, but not every day like now.
But, I also know, if I don't move on from these paths, I'll wind up too comfortable, and it won't feel like a challenge anymore.
So I'm excited for new routes, as sad as I am to leave my old ones. I'm excited because I have new running buddies in the town I'm moving to. And giant, steep hills to tackle.
And I'm looking forward to carving out a new favorite. And breaking it in with friends.
Come running with me.