I am fortunate enough to live in a large city yet live on the edge of a large park, full of trails to run through and explore. There is a brook running through it and it is one of the places that you can escape from city living.
There is one draw back. I have to go down to run in the park. Which means on the way home, it means I have to run uphill. And no matter what way I go and which route I take, includes an insane run up hill to get to the top.
But hills make you strong. They make you tough. The burn in your quads and your glutes? That is your body telling you how bad ass you are for running up that hill and showing that hill who is boss.
And at the end of the race, it isn’t speed that gets you through, its guts.