I'm constantly trying out new running routes around New York, and often these routes lead to beauty I may not have seen otherwise: surreal sunsets, light falling on leaves in just the right way, skyline perfection. Sometimes I even use the Magic Hour app to plan my runs around the sunrise and sunset, so I know I'll get good visuals.
Also, whenever I travel, I try to squeeze in at least one run, so I can explore my new surroundings. If it weren't for running, I wouldn't have discovered the secret swimming hole at the end of the beach in Costa Rica, the garden path behind the Opera House in Sydney, or the magical labyrinth nestled in the red rocks in Utah. I wouldn't have found those things, because I stumbled upon them during my run.