On the Run: The City of Lights

I feel incredibly fortunate to have spent a long Labor Day weekend in Paris, drinking wine, eating cheese, and walking absolutely everywhere. Of course, a getaway isn’t a getaway (to me, at least) without one solid, scenic run. And what better place to take in the views than Paris?

It’s not every day one gets to say that their run took them as far as the Champs-Elysees. Or the Louvre.


Or the Eiffel Tower.

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But last weekend, that’s exactly where we (Noah, my husband, joined me on my morning excursion) wound up. As he mapped our route back to the hotel, I couldn’t help but stare up, amazed, neck craned toward the sky into the metal abyss. It was beautiful, if not slightly intimidating. I couldn’t imagine at that moment anywhere else I’d prefer to be, which in itself is a magical feeling.

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Running, or exercising in general, while on vacation seems to be a touchy subject for many. We work so hard every other day of the year, it makes sense that people see their days off as a chance to stop, shut down, and unwind.

But for me, running is synonymous with exploration. It’s synonymous with discovery. It’s synonymous with peace of mind. Running through Paris, I felt at ease (save for the tiny streets packed with tons of people; at times, we simply stopped and walked).    I felt unrushed. I felt, well, not at all like I was on the run.

Of course after, my husband and I continued to eat our way through the entire city, stocking up on chocolate croissants, almond pastries, balls of burrata and other delicious, calorie-free cheese. (Winter is coming; see ya, summer bod.)

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And now, we’re back in Philly. Am I sad to be back in reality? Not really, to be honest. Now that I’ve finally been able to shake the jet lag, it’s kind of nice to be back to my weekly routine; I ran 3 days this week and attended a class at the barre studio. I slept in my bed. I snuggled my cat. I returned to the daily grind.

But it’s nice knowing that trips like these, even when they go by too quickly, are out there. With Paris behind us, I’m already ready to start planning the next one.

Have you ever run the streets of Paris? Are you a pro-vacation runner, or do you leave your Mizunos (or whatever else you wear) home?


4 thoughts on “On the Run: The City of Lights

  1. Going to my Paris is one of my dreams – and getting to run there – that’s amazing! Love the goodies you picked up. Having a croissant over there would make me so happy.

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