Late on Sunday afternoon, I got my Gahanna Run in.
And it was glorious.
Although it wasn't my best run (by far... Oy. I had planned on running 6 miles and started feeling crummy after 2, so I stopped and walked for another 1.5 miles and called it "good"), I was in one of my favorite places, so it was still a great run.
I spent so much time growing up on these streets. ...I ran this route multiple times between Cross Country & Track season in high school. I'vs walked these neighborhoods multiple times with my mother, and one especially memorable rainy time with Jon.
Coming back feels like coming home. And as I remember my past here, I draw strength for my future.
(PS: Marathon post coming TOMORROW!! Stay tuned...)