hello and happy sunday to everyone! it has been an absolutely GLORIOUS weekend here in dc - it got up to SEVENTY DEGREES here today. seventy! instead of seventeen, which it had been earlier this week. that's pretty insane, but holy hell am i not complaining. i've had a very relaxed but excellent weekend thus far. i had a really great run (!?!? those are really weird words to come out of my mouth), i had a nice night out at the movies with the girls, and i had a really good second date - also a weird thing to come from me, since date #2 is typically where i lose all interest.
this was a good one, though. the plan was to meet up to go kite flying since it was so amazing outside (and windy), but the park we went to was far too packed for us to run around trying to launch a kite. we went and got coffee instead, then walked around ballston for a bit, then he went right in for a nice confident kiss at the end of the date. i love when they do that :-)
in other news, i'm still loving silvia's interval running plan. i left the gym after a run last week, and i felt GOOD. i have never in my life felt good after running before. on saturday morning i hit the gym again, and upped my distance by a half mile - 2.5 miles! this is UNPRECEDENTED! - and increased my run/walk ratio for the initial 2 miles to 4 minutes running / one minute walking. i'm actually EXCITED to go see if i can do this again during the week. i'm even confident that i may eventually be able to continue increasing my distance, both in between walking and overall, which is not something that i've ever accomplished through training before. it's always frustrated me to no end that i'm so inexplicably bad at running. i mean, i play sports! i run! i have endurance! just, not endurance without any small breaks to bring my heart rate down, turns out. it never occured to me to try running the same way it happens when playing ultimate, for example - it's not 30 minutes straight of jogging at one speed; it's bursts of sprinting, some jogging, and some resting between points while you line up for the pull. it makes perfect sense.. i just can't believe it took me 28 years to figure it out. hah, and i didn't even figure it out - silvia did.
tonight i'm headed to the ex's house for a cookout. i'm really, really happy to report that everything between us seems to be good: nice and friendly and not awkward and also not Anyone Having Ulterior Motives by occasionally hanging out. i hope we can maintain this, because i really think he's an excellent guy and i honestly enjoy having him in my life... we're just not good as a couple. as cookout friends, though? we're much better.