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.
It’s been two years since I’ve had to fill a car to the brim with all my worldly possessions and move to a new home. Sadly, it’s also the longest period of time I’ve been in the same house/apartment since I moved away for college. I’ve been in a very normal cycle of a new place each year, but this marks my first move within D.C.
The past couple of days have been crammed with packing, lugging, loading, lifting and shopping, but in the same vein, filled with joy in this new adventure. Alex and I are so excited to make this new place home, in the neighborhood we love, and my brain is already exploding with ideas for decoration.
First and foremost: a sassy welcome mat. Not kidding. I laughed at one I spotted in person this weekend…
I’m also searching for potted, flowering plants for the steps leading down to the apartment and eyeing fabrics for pillows. I am my mother’s daughter. She is the queen of sewing and can whip up elegant curtains and slip covers without hesitancy. I didn’t gain her talent with tread, but I did catch her love of color and prints.
However, before I delve any further, I need to flash back to Friday: the day I joined the Oiselle Volee! Excited does not cover it. I am over the moon to join this incredible, inspiring group of running women. I couldn’t wipe a smile off my face the whole day. After it was official, I took myself on a solo date for a vegan ramen bowl at DAIKAYA with a copy of Scott Jurek’s Eat&Run. I took the long way to let it all sink in. Seriously, best day ever. I’ll be proud to represent Oiselle in my race singlet during the Navy Air Force Half in September!
Now on to Saturday: a triple-shot-let’s-get-moving latte, a thirty minute wait at U-Haul with all the other coffee-toting couples (must be August 1st), and 11 straight hours of moving. Alex’s all-star coworkers volunteered to help us move, and I know, in no uncertain terms, that we could not have done it without them. Afterward, we treated them to guac, chips, tacos and margaritas at Chupacabra, but I am planning to whip up some serious “thank you” baked goods too. I cannot thank them enough.
On Sunday, Alex and I left our very messy, new home to drive to Baltimore for the day. For our sixth anniversary, I bought tickets to see the Detroit Tigers play the Orioles and we decided to make a day of it. By Abby at the Young(ish) Baltimore‘s suggestion, we had brunch at SoBo Cafe, and I couldn’t think of a better first meal than a blackberry mimosa, cinnamon roll and eggs benedict on a homemade biscuit. Thanks for the recommendation!
After breakfast, we walked around Fed Hill before remembering that Arsenal was playing Chelsea for the Community Shield at the exact moment. We popped into a bar, were told where the local Arsenal bar was and headed straight to the Abbey Burger Bistro to catch the last fifteen minutes. Arsenal won! Ya Gunners ya! Then we beelined it to the game.
The game was great, the Tigers won, and Alex was happy. Win, win, win. As if that wasn’t enough to fill a Sunday, we even toured the National Aquarium, and made a spontaneous IKEA and Target run on the way home. People who don’t own cars in the city take advantage of them when the opportunity presents itself. I felt like I was sleep walking by the time we returned home and unpacked the car at 10:30pm. I still somehow packed to leave for Michigan/Ohio in the morning and enjoyed a whole five hours of sleep before my flight. Can I take a nap now?!