I love to run when I am traveling. I love it even more when the weather is fantastic. And I love it most when it’s in San Francisco.
I realize that I am missing the most amazing winter day in Indiana’s history, but I am in Miami. It’s gorgeous here. So after checking out my sweet hotel, I suited up for a runsploration, Miami style. Basically, I went looking for Dexter Morgan. Though I didn’t find him, I managed to get totally lost and met a couple from Indiana! Here are the pics from my adventure:
As Will Smith said, this is the type of town I could spend a few days in – Miami the city that keeps the roof blazing.
For the last time in 2011, I took the skies today. And when I landed in Indianapolis, I started to think through my year of travel. It’s been a pretty big one.
I have checked into the Indianapolis airport over 80 times.
I have gone to Tampa, Kansas City, Chicago, Minneapolis, Columbus, Charlotte, San Francisco, LA, Orlando, Toronto, Birmingham, Vegas, London, Mexico. And layovers in many more.
Speaking of layovers: I hate the Memphis airport and love Salt Lake.
I have purchased a lot of airport magnets, key chains and way too many Peanut Butter M&Ms.
I have been delayed countless hours and multiple times have sprinted across large airports in 4 inch heels to barely make flights. I’ve shown up on a flight carrying my shoes and my belt, as I had no time to put them back on after TSA.
I have been upgraded a few times to First Class (and feel like an imposter every time!) but happily take a row in coach to myself.
I have been offered a job with TSA, been patted down by them, had my luggage searched by them.
Many glasses of wine have been indulged in airports.
I forgot my passport once and had to be re-routed to Newark to get back to Indy as a result.
AND, I have met some amazing people. CEO of a Animal Feed organization that taught me all the tricks of the traveling trade. A doctor who taught me some basic biology. A Swedish man who taught me about the housing industry in his country. And my favorite stranger experience, a wonderful father who told me about his son, and we cried together.
Traveling is something I adore. I love new cities and love exploring them through my Runsplorations. I enjoy meeting new people and sleeping on planes. I like walking through the lit corridor of the Indy airport both when I depart and when I arrive. I love cuddling up in hotel beds and meeting my clients and evangelizing our product and wearing professional clothing and experiencing new things.
But anyone who travels a lot knows that it’s not all gumdrops and fairies. Sometimes it’s lonely. I’ve cried in airports and on airplanes. I’ve been grumpy during delays. I have landed at 1:30am only to get up to see a personal trainer at 6am. I have been frustrated when experiencing things that I know I could never fully share with those that I love. It’s hard to find time to run. And it’s sad missing events with my friends. BUT, that all being said, I wouldn’t change it for a thing. It’s worth it.
I’ve become more independent. More confident. More cultured as a result of travel. It’s all about your attitude. And I choose mine daily. A happy one. After all, not all those who wander, are lost.
Though I am happy to store away my suitcase for the next few weeks, I can’t wait to see what 2012 brings.
Despite knowing I should probably stick with the plan of no running until the Chicago Marathon, I went for a runsploration this morning through Toronto. It was only 3 miles and my Achilles held up ok – a bit painful, but not horrible. I felt out of breath and do worry I have lost some endurance with this extended break from running. But regardless, I saw some fun things. Without further ado….my pics:
This is the one about the time I almost plowed over a 2 year old when she darted in front of me chasing a squirrel that was eating a gummy worm.
I’m in London for work and was desperate to get out in the gorgeous weather for a run. I didn’t have a specific route, but funny how my legs took me to my favorite place in all the world. Regent’s Park. Enjoy the pics of this 5.5 mile run through the city.
It was right around here that I came to a screeching halt when a little toddler ran in front of me, chasing a cute little grey squirrel that had a bright yellow gummy worm draping from it’s mouth. It’s like a Shell Silverstein poem.
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So today, around 10am, my friends Suzanne, Martha and I took off for a 10-mile Runsploration in Indianapolis. We started from Martha’s place around 40th and Meridian and headed to Crown Hill. I have run this cemetery before, but doing it with friends made all the difference. We had a lot of miles to get in and it was hot. The sun boiled our skin and this wasn’t an easy course. But we had an absolute blast.
Crown Hill is known for one big hill, and we took it by storm.
From there we just ran. At each fork in the road, we randomly chose a direction and kept running. We knew we had a lot of miles to find. We were exploring. No, we were runsploring.
Martha’s grandparents are buried there so we spent a lot of time looking for the gravestone. It was pretty cool to find.
Did I mention how hot it was? HOT. So we rehydrated multiple times at spigots. Every one we stopped at, we guzzled down water and splashed our faces. They became our oasis.
Crown Hill is gorgeous. So many beautiful trees. Statues. Grave sites. You can never get bored. Even when you accidentally run through some construction zone, get caught behind a fence and end up here.
We left Crown Hill around mile 8 and ran through Butler. I missed our spigots. It was nearing noon and the sun was hot. But I broke away from our threesome the minute I saw a sprinkler on the front lawn of a fraternity at Butler. My girls quickly followed and the three of us frolicked in the water like we were kids. Drinking water. Jumping through the stream of water. I was drenched but felt giddy.
We had one heck of a great runsploration today.
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I am in Toronto for work and so far, the trip has been pretty fantastic. I got to experience some night life with new friends on Saturday night, the IndyCar race with valued clients yesterday and today, took my running shoes on a little runsploration around the city.
I wish I could have documented the smells for you guys. There is something about smells that can trigger a memory buried deep in the back of my head. The exhaust from the cars. The sweet aroma of pastries from local bakeries. The perfume on women walking from the train to work. The water. It was a lovely 4-mile run.
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Kansas City is one of my favorite US cities. I am lucky to have three clients in the area so I get the opportunity to come here often. And this morning I started my 5 mile run with iPhone in hand ready to snap pictures on this Runsploration: KC edition.
I have been wanting to do a Runsploration here in Indy and today sought out 100 Acres for my first local Runsploration. It was the most perfect run.
The last time I was there was in early February. Ice covered everything. It’s one of the country’s largest art parks and was absolutely stunning in solitude and white. I sat alone on a bench, snow all around me, sorting through my life. At 92 degrees, today couldn’t be more opposite from a weather perspective. But that peaceful feeling found me once again.
This is what first greeted me as I stepped out of my car.
And as I continued on, I had to pause to admire the beautiful lake.
I have run through this area before, but I took the path less traveled this time. And as the poem says, it made all the difference.
By this time, I was literally grinning from ear to ear. The temperature was at least 15 degrees cooler in the dark woods. I was bouncing up and down hills. Jumping over logs. Legs bursting through stray branches. I felt like I was flying. Or being chased. Or the star of a Nike commercial.
At one point all trails seemed to dead end. I could see another across the water and though I did consider running through the shallowness, I decided to turn back and find a different route. I followed a path that wasn’t nearly as obvious and was convinced I would be stuck in the woods, completely lost with only a FourSquare check-in to alert people of my whereabouts when I saw this:
Clearly I wasn’t too far off track. When I finally emerged from the woods, I was giddy. It was the most fun I have had running in the longest time. And still, these things greeted me…
Even being stuck in traffic on 38th Street for 23 minutes couldn’t bring me down after this run. And this feeling is what keeps me coming back for more. More miles. More sweat. More runsplorations.
I love running in this city.