A good sign

A month ago I officially started my life here in Burlington, Ontario – a very nice city indeed.

My first day went as first days normally do – a mix of nerves, tummy rumbles (no time for breakfast) and INFORMATION OVERLOAD.

And although my new colleagues couldn’t have been any nicer or more helpful, by the end of the day I was fried. Not physically exhausted, but mentally fatigued and extremely overwhelmed.

So I got home from work, threw on my running gear and shoes, and decided to see what Burlington was all about.

Well, in terms of running routes, I couldn’t have asked for a better landscape.

I ran down Lakeshore which, for those of you who are unfamiliar, is maybe the most scenic part of this city. Think massive, million dollar homes right on the water. AMAZING.

And as I stopped in a park for a sip of water (YES, gotta love water fountains along the route), I noticed this plaque on the fountain.

A sure sign that moving to Burlington was a good decision.

And for the first time since my move, I breathed a sigh of relief!