I started running during Covid with my brother. Every morning we ran the same 3 mile loop by our parents house, using it as time to be outside and check in with each other. When I returned to NYC that fall, I kept running. It was my only time spent outside, and since the city was still empty, I used it as a way to explore different neighborhoods I’d normally avoid because of crowds. Almost six years later, I’m still running.
When you live in a dense city like NYC, you have to plan ahead to be in nature. Sure, you have Central Park, but I live 3 miles away—before you say anything let me remind you a NYC 3 miles is very different than your suburban 3 miles…we don’t have cars. Running became more than just staying physically in shape, it became a way to get outside, see new places, and catch up with friends. I didn’t just get the perks of seeing the sun more frequently, it introduced me to some of my closest friends and quietest moments in the city.
Over the last 5 years, I’ve run over 9,000 miles in 12 states, 7 countries, and 2 continents. Running has taken me through the Mojave Desert during a 350 mile race, up ski resorts in Utah, through centuries old cobblestones in Italy, to black sand beaches in Iceland. More than anything, running has continued to get me outside.
Time spent outside doesn’t have to involve some epic adventure. I think we sometimes get bogged down in that type of thinking. Walking to the grocery store, going to the playground, attending an outdoor concert, are all forms of spending time outside. So, don’t overthink it. Go on, get outside.