This week I will RUN A HALF MARATHON!
This week I will……turn 30……..
It’s finally here and I couldn’t be more stoked! As I remarked on Facebook this morning:
“Adulthood: knowing exactly where your birthday presents are being hidden and not looking!”
One of the things my beloved and I have in common is that once we buy a present, we have a hard time keeping it a secret. We just want to give it right away! (This might be why, despite the protestations of his friends, he proposed on 9/11. He had the ring and just couldn’t wait. It was still a wonderful proposal.) He’s already let a few details slip: the presents have a theme, several of them are in his filing cabinet, and “my mind will be blown.” He’s going all out for the big 3-0 and I couldn’t feel more special!
Yesterday was hot, hot, HOT! I sang an outdoor concert at the gorgeous Palace of the Legion of Honor museum. It was a stunningly clear day in San Francisco.
I wish I’d brought my running shoes. Even though it was super hot, I was dying to get out there and explore. I live in Oakland (across the Bay Bridge, not pictured) and typically only come to San Francisco if I’m being paid to sing there. Or if I can take BART to wherever I’m going and don’t have to deal with parking. This day, however, left me planning return visits and long runs.
With 5 miles still on deck, I returned home and waited out the heat. Not wanting to lose the light, I headed out to the San Leandro shoreline for a sunset run. Pardon the photo dump but it was just so stupidly gorgeous.
My intention was to practice my half marathon pace (between 10:00 and 10:30). Close to the 5k mark, I was averaging around 9:15. Oops. It was just so gorgeous, I guess I was inspired. I even decided to treat myself to a photo break. I *never* stop during runs because I feel like it’s a slippery slope and I don’t totally feel like I can claim a time if it included stops. But…this sunset was just too good to pass up.
The last mile was absolutely the best.
I was a happy, happy girl. Especially when I saw the most beautiful thing of all:
This was the perfect final Sunday run. I had opportunities to push through fatigue and was absorbed by the beautiful environment. What a delightful sport I’ve taken up. Seriously. Loving it.
Tell me about a beautiful run!