I've been completely absent from running, and blogging, over the last couple of weeks. I've been consumed with packing, moving (including a 3 day drive across the country), unpacking, and starting a new job. It's been a rollercoaster, but I'm so happy we've made it here.
I haven't joined a gym yet, and it's dark when I get home from work, and finding time to run has been challenging all around. But, today, finally, I treated myself to a run. We are living about 1.5 miles away from the beach, on a hilly 2 lane road waaaaay out in the country. My plan this morning was to run down to the beach, navigate the park, then run home. I was afraid of how much fitness I've lost with my complete lack of physical fitness, so I didn't want to push it.
I made it about a quarter mile down the road before turning around and coming home. Not because I was too out of shape to run (thank goodness), but because I was too afraid of being run over on the almost 6-inch shoulder of the busy road. Instead, I drove down to the coast, ran for a bit, then drove home. Much safer that way! And look how beautiful!