At the end of January 2021, I moved out of Rochester and back to Central New York, leaving behind some great friends and the routes I had grown to love: the Durand Eastman arboretum, the scenic shores of Lake Ontario, the River Trail from the port in Charlotte up to Lake Avenue, the canal trail from Perinton to Pittsford. No more training around Mount Hope cemetery with Drew and the Rochester Running Company folks, or around Josh Park at the back of the Hudson Avenue Wegmans with Kelly and her group. No more running with the iRundequoit crew. Routines and habits that grounded and stabilized me in the end all disappeared in just a handful of days.
Not for the first time in my life, it was time to begin again.