One year ago today, I ran my FIRST HALF-MARATHON!!!! I think above all, it makes me nostalgic for Philly and so thrilled that I chose to run my first big race there. Philadelphia will always possess a large piece of my heart and the half-marathon being today along with Penn State playing at the Linc yesterday/ESPN's beautiful shots of the city...sigh. Melts my heart.
On this afternoon's run, I thought a lot about all the running I did in Philadelphia and the different perspective it gave me. I certainly fell in love with a different part of the city when I explored it on foot. The first time Ryan and I ran here together, we ran alongside of a river we live right next by and he commented on how it smelled just like running on the Schuylkill did. It was such a small thing, but was a nice reminder of hours spent on the Tow Path. Most of my runs in Manayunk were over the same streets and paths, again and again, and now, given the distance, what was once almost too familiar, I realize now was so nice to have. Runs in the overwhelming heat and through the snow, in the morning before the sun lit the day and in the black of the night. Alone with my thoughts and almost needing to stop to catch my breath from laughing so hard with friends. Until now, I didn't realize what an impact running had on my time living in Philadelphia, but I am so thankful to have that. Looking back now, it's so nice to have so many wonderful memories, made almost accidentally on my path to the half.
Along the path in Nichols Arboretum
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