These roads have seen so much of my blood, sweat and tears. They didn't care when I was at 175 pounds, and they didn't care when I hit 130 pounds. They didn't care if I ran a 14:00 minute mile or a 9:50 minute mile. They never cared if I ran in the wee early morning hours, the middle of the day or during a sunset.
|The hill I tackled at the beginning of every run.|
|One of the trails I ran on by my alma mater.|
They were always there. They still are. This isn't farewell forever, just farewell to our daily rendezvous...with me pounding the pavement towards a stronger me.