I am a Runner.
I've kept this title despite the fact that I haven't run consistently in years and aside from 2 annual summer events (a 5k and a 10k) I haven't run a race since about 2014.
But I miss it.
I'm moving soon and with that comes a bit of upheaval and change. In a good way, but more importantly in a different way. The way I live is about to change and in the midst of that, I want to return to the comfort of the pavement. Moving to a new neighborhood in the city means a new adventure, opportunities surrounding me to explore my new digs on my own two feet. I'm excited, I'm anxious, but most of all I'm ready.
I ran for the first time in weeks this past weekend and I'm hoping it's the first in getting me back on track. I'm not yet making any goals or commitments to make myself do it at any specific frequency. For now I just want to be able to enjoy it again. To get back to a space where - alone or with a partner - running brings me peace again.
Here goes nothing. 🏃🏾♀️