We all have our favorites.
You close your eyes and you can immediately picture that route that feels as comfortable—and comforting—as your end-of-day sweats. You intimately know the mileage, the turns, the smells, the potholes, the dog that yips through the fence.
You might curse its hills, but you love them all the same. After all, they are part of you. Part of the place where you lay your treads and, along the way, open your heart and feel alive.
We asked some AMR staffers where they call their running homes. Check them out, and let us know in the comments below where your running home is.
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