I took little to no photos this past weekend…except when it came to Sunday morning.
I rolled out of bed at 5:15am (already dressed in my running clothes) and sleepily tugged on my socks, shoes and hat in the dark, deeply reconsidering my decision to leave my bed.
But I did it,and I finished off my seventh week of half marathon training just as the sun was beginning to rise. By the time I reached the Capitol Building at mile 1, I was much happier than the normal person should be at 6am.
Seven miles later, I had run past the Washington Monument, the WWII Memorial, and alongside the reflecting pool to Lincoln. Even better? I chipped away at my pace each mile home for negative splits (12:11, 11:40, 11:15, 10:04).
I had completed my longest run to date and felt like I had a couple more in me. With five more weeks of training to go, I think I can call that a success.
This past weekend was filled with the good things: making the new apartment home, brunch with old friends, champagne and bbqs in the sunshine, but that long run is still making me smile.
How was your weekend?