So two weeks ago I ran my first ever half-marathon! I ran the Seattle Rock and Roll half-marathon with my mom and a couple of thousand other people. It was a beautiful sunny June day in Seattle which was pretty lucky since June in Washington is also called Junuary- because it rains... a lot. I'm not going to lie and say the race was a cake walk since it was pretty long and a little hilly. The race went all around Seattle, we started out at the Seattle Center headed through downtown curved around south of the 90 bridge and then back up around. Some parts of the run were super beautiful, like Seward Park- that place is gorgeous. My mom and I stuck together till about the 10th mile and then parted, we both finished and enjoyed some tasty post-run comfort food.
Giant Brooks blow-up man rocking out during the race
Pre-race selfie:
Post-race selfie with our medals:
I liked running a half-marathon, I thought the distance was challenging and it felt really rewarding to finish, I will definitely be running another one in September (more details on that later)
This weekend was also the 4th of July! Since it fell on a Friday I decided to make a super long weekend out of it and take off Thursday and Monday, and head back out to the Midwest. Jake and I flew out to Chicago on Thursday to meet up with my friends from high school and drive up to my family's lake house in Michigan. The drive was cozy and long since everyone leaves the city to go to the beach during the weekend. But Michigan as always was beautiful, the weather was nice and the water was surprisingly not freezing. My friends and I had a wonderful time celebrating America's birthday on the beach with some daiquiris, good magazines and gossip! I even managed to get a little less white :)
After we left, Jake and I spent some quality time in Chicago and enjoyed the beautiful weather, architecture and deep dish pizza.
Le beach:
The whole gang enjoying some dinner:
Millennium Park:
Goofin around:
On a slightly more serious note, there were 89 shootings in Chicago this past weekend. Chicago is where I grew up and where I'll always consider my home; it really hurts my heart to think that such violence occurs. My hope is that some actions are taken to make the city more peaceful and that this kind of violence ends.
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