This is a photo of my dogs, Chopper and Buckshot. This is a photo taken in Bangor, Maine, on a secret trail I found. I used to run on this trail from summer to fall, watching the trees’ leaves change from a vibrant green to colors of red, yellow, and orange. I grew up on this trail, despite now living in Old Town and finding new secret paths where I can be alone, I still have a big place in my heart for this trail and the memories I’ve created.
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Interesting how a trail or path can be a place, and running connects you to it. How has this pace shaped you? And what kind of story could you tell about it?