For the past year, I’ve been running on the same trail. I run past the same trees, see the same people, and run over (and under) the same bridges day after day.
I always walk to the trail, turn right and start running. I even know how the landmarks coordinate with the mileage: if I need to do 3 miles, I run to such and such bench, 5 miles, to a particular fence.
It was only recently that I realized – I’ve been running in one direction.
Ummm….why have I never run the other way?
Last week I almost did, but after a long day, I needed my comforting trees and bridges to zone out and get some stress relief.
On Monday, I finally got the balls to turn left.
With the new scenery, my senses were stimulated and the miles flew by. I’m still loyal to my usual way, but I was definitely in need of a different route to occasionally run.
It was the perf change up for the very first day of this half marathon training cycle.