A Whole New World

Welcome to the second week of January. By now everyone who took vacations is back to work, colleges are back in, and Boston finally looks like people live here again. It’s so nice to see people in the city.

Especially when the weather was as gorgeous as it was this weekend. Saturday was basically unreal. Everyone was out and about and exercising. Me included. On the plan for the weekend was a 70 minute long run, with instructions from the coach not to stop. The goal is to regulate my pace into that “easy” place where I know I can sustain it rather than running so fast I’m forced to stop. Even though it has never hurt my overall pace, apparently it isn’t the most effective method.

So that’s what I did.

Ran 8.25 miles in 70 minutes. Granted I might have chosen to run where I knew I would hit the most red lights, but I didn’t need to stop once. Toward the end, though, my calves got super sore. But baby steps. Cannot believe I did 8.25 miles without stopping!

Saturday night was…interesting. I caught up with my freshman year college roommates. It was the first time I’ve really gone out being “single”. It was odd. I’m not sure how much I liked it. Maybe going to college bars just isn’t my scene anymore. At least to find responsible, mature, somewhat put together men. Men, not boys. Need to find where the investment bankers hang out on the weekends.

But I guess it was necessary to get out there.

And to drink 7 vodka tonics.

And come home and eat too much peanut butter out of the jar, because who doesn’t eat peanut butter as drunk food.

And wonders never cease because I woke up at 8am with no signs of a hangover. The puppy, however, clearly had a rager while I was gone because he wanted no part of waking up.

It’s interesting how much you appreciate the weekends and downtime when you’re in the real world. Maybe even a little bit more than I did in college.

It’s all just a whole new world for me now…

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