One great thing about moving to a new place is all the unexplored terrain there is to cover — and I'm not just talking about top-priority destinations. It can be just as interesting to venture out even in rather prosaic little neighborhoods, which is exactly what I've been doing during my (abysmally sporadic) runs since moving to Boston a couple of months ago.

I've covered all kinds of interesting ground right around my home and found lots of paths I like, but because I've never quite managed to love running for the sake of running, I have to change my route up frequently to keep myself interested.

The other day, for example, I decided to venture out in a southeast direction along a fairly major road behind my place. Other than a briefly disappearing sidewalk that necessitated a quick crossing to the other side of the road, it seemed like a promising route. The road took me past some beautiful old brick homes — covered in ivy still changing to various shades of yellow — and past some rather promising-looking bakeries.

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