I'm a runner. Sadly, not the kind that would make me lean and quick; I run under pressure. My fight or flight reaction is almost always flight. I've been known to book a trip on a single days notice to get out of town.
Monday, I'll return to El Paso, Texas; somewhere I used to run. El Paso was often an escape from some of the harder aspects in my personal life. Relocating there (albeit short-term) was a huge milestone in my life and empowered me to drive some major life decisions and changes.
El Paso was my safety net; I had a support structure that mirrored my family's support back home. Home cooked dinners, weekend excursions and friends to lean on.
A couple of years ago, the tides changed and friends moved on or moved back to Iowa and the training needs slowed as the site growth stabilized. Suddenly it's been two years since my last trip to West Texas.
As I prepare for my trip, I'm filled with cautious optimism. When I step off the plane on Monday, will El Paso still feel like the safety blanket it once was for me? Will the city welcome me back with open arms, or will it feel vaguely like a place I used to know?
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