Soon, these people will be my supervisor. That's a little hard to take, but it's been a conscious decision on my part not to chase numbers. Often to move up, you have to live in an urban area. That's just not for me. The quality of life for me really goes down as population goes up. Traffic, having to lock doors, being worried to run down a street after dark...No.
But there can be some good things about visiting. Both places I went to have amazing greenbelts. I giggled to myself as I ran out of my hotel right onto a flat path by a river. It was so novel not to look at my feet for rocks, not to face plant, not to climb breathlessly up several thousand feet in elevation just to attain a few miles, to run a normal running pace. I allowed myself a moment to think of how much faster of a runner I could be if I lived in a place like this.
|Paradise for running!|
|I'd like to try this!|
For now, though, it's eyes on the prize (ten years!) and traveling to places I don't want to live in, but can mine the good stuff from. Like running on greenbelts, where for a few brief moments I can be fast and fearless.