Sometimes, you just need to find an oasis. Yesterday, I met my friend from the track team at a local forest preserve to go running. It’s amazing how much better it feels running on dirt than on pavement. My body is so accustomed to the pounding of cement that running through a forest is literally and figuratively, a breath of fresh air. I don’t even realize how much it can hurt running on the sidewalk until I find myself off of it. If I could, I’d run in the woods all the time…but sadly, I don’t have the time to make the drive from the suburb I live in.
Well, time to go back and run on the pavement.