I little over a year back, I ran in the Aarey forest for the last time. I had been running there for nearly nine months. It was where I put in the miles that made me a marathoner. I loved the place.
After that last run, I tapered for the marathon. And when I re-started with lower mileages, the neighbourhood park just seemed more convenient. Travelling a few kilometres to run no longer made sense. I never went back.If I’d known then that it was the last time I would be running there, would I have done anything differently?
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