One of the first things that struck us about Ohio is how flat it is around here, particularly when we flew in. Our house in NY was on a big hill - so steep, in fact, that the kids weren't really able to ride their bikes. And of course we've been around the Adirondacks for quite a while.
So our house here is on a much flatter place. At least, that's what I thought until I went for a run through the neighborhood.
Turns out "flat" isn't quite the correct word. We're at the top of a bit of a hill after all - and the last few minutes of my run can be pretty rough...
No pain, no gain, right? Whew!
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It's funny how perceptions change when you are running. As flat as Holland is, I always seemed to be running uphill. :)
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