American Runs: The Places You’ll Go

During this week of July 4th, we thought we'd take a little time to reflect on runs that are distinctly American, including Running in Suburbia and The Hometown Run.

When I started running less than a decade ago, I spent all of my time on the treadmill at the YMCA. I told myself I stuck to the treadmill because it was easier to control the walk-run intervals of the Couch-to-5K program I was using. Once I graduated from that 12-week training and ran a 5K, I stuck to the treadmill out of habit.

The view from the treadmill only changed when the seasons did. I spent hours staring at the same slice of lawn, which would be green, then covered in leaves, then snow, then mud, then green again. I watched a posse of squirrels meet, hook up, have babies, and move on. I stared at the same stone retaining wall that remained unchanged.

I felt safe on that treadmill. A limited audience saw my jiggly thighs and wobbly belly. I never had to deal with weather or hills or dogs. I didn’t have to put myself out there.

It was fine. Until, of course, it wasn’t.

There was no big breakup. The Y and I had no blow-out fight. One morning, I just decided to run in my neighborhood because I saw so many other runners doing it. Then months passed and I realized how amazing it is out there, even in a place I swore I knew everything about. You experience so much more when you cover the distance one step at a time.

One thing led to another and I started running in other places, too.

A view of Pittsburgh you never get to enjoy from a car window.

Like my hometown, where I ran my very first half marathon.

Or a random lake in Southern New Jersey, where I got some miles in on a vacation.

Or in Florida, with my BRF.

Or with her again in Austin (and a random dog, who was a very good boy).

And out west in Spokane, where I discovered how fun it is to run on trails.

Or in San Antonio for a work conference where I went for a running tour with three women I’d never met before.

Or, most recently, in Ogden, where I experienced the Rocky Mountains and their sweeping vistas.

To say nothing of all of the runs out there where I didn’t take pictures, like around Sarah’s neighborhood in Portland, Oregon, in the morning dark. Or through the cranberry bogs on Cape Cod. Or with my husband near my sister-in-law’s house in Seattle.

As much as I love ending a run on my own front porch, even when it is sticky and humid and gross, I love even more running in parts of America I haven’t yet seen. It’s a big, beautiful country out there and I can think of no better way to experience it.

7 responses to “American Runs: The Places You’ll Go

  1. I love running while out of town! Always experience something I otherwise wouldn’t. The first long run in my upcoming half marathon training will be out of town and I already scoped out a trail.

  2. Yes! On a recent trip to NYC I was looking for a place to run near my hotel and found that the place to do so was along the Hudson with a view of the Statue of Liberty. Not sure I would have found this were I not searching for a running route.

  3. Running has taken me to places I would not have ventured to go if there had not been a running event there- like Pikes Peak, the Grand Canyon Double, Cascade Runoff in Portland, etc, etc,

  4. I totally agree! I travel all over the country for my job and I run everywhere I go. It’s an amazing way to experience a new area plus get the juices flowing before a busy work day.

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