Amy’s run Tuesday: 3.5 miles around the U-Street Corridor (alone); Wednesday, first day of not running, but did 20 minutes of card and 20 minutes of weights; Thursday, rest
At various points during my run I missed having Bridget’s company, but was thankful to be outside on a beautiful midmorning run. I like trails, mountains, blue skies, and hearing birds chirp. But there is also a part of me that likes uneven cobblestone sidewalks, busteling sidewalks, traffic lights, bus exhaust (weird, I know), boarded up buildings and the smells of a different ethnic food on every corner.
I am not ready to declare it yet, but I may be an urban runner. My sister and her boyfriend may disown me (they are die hard Colorado trail runners), but I can’t help it. I love the city and I love DC.
I also love the weather. Don’t get me wrong. I would prefer it if it was partly sunny with a slight breeze, but I love knowing that it’s cold outside. I love the sting on my face and that my legs burn from the cold. I have not been exposed to the elements since …. Well, since I lived in China (that story is for another day), but it’s been awhile and it’s always by my choice. With each passing mile I thought of the warm shower that would be my reward, and since then I’ve been thinking about those that don’t have the option of a home and hot shower. For whatever reasons — they are varied and many — the urban streets I love to run on are home to many.
No cause, no action … Just thoughts for now and a reminder to me to be thankful.












