You'll still get to hate me full-time. If you just saw my website, it means the editor allowed me a shameless plug. The first thing I plan to do upon entering my new home is jog. You can't get to know a place simply by driving past in your car. You have to smell the gutters and hear the kids yelling at each other in their backyards.
Joggers get to know the cracks in the ground and what kind of bugs dwell there.
They get to say hi to people at whom we'd normally wave through our windshields. The path I jog is dictated strictly by curiosity. The place is like a giant track meet. Once in a while, you'll see someone pole-vaulting over their own fence instead of using the front door. When I look into a jogger's face, I can usually tell what kind of jog they are having.