So it turns out that Susan was right. Washington D.C. was billed as the nation’s fittest city in 2008, according to the American College of Sports Medicine. (New York is only #22? Seriously? Boo!) No wonder I haven’t been able to walk down one whole city block without seeing another runner. They are literally everywhere! Whether it’s 7:00AM on Wednesday morning, 8:30PM on Thursday night, or 3PM on a Friday afternoon, there ware always people out running. If I wasn’t a runner, I’d probably be very annoyed by these people, but since I am, I’ve felt somewhat privileged just to be among them for a few nights this week. In my self-guided running tours around town, I’ve found so many perfectly paved roads, lush green parks, picturesque riverside trails and open dirt paths in full view of the historical monuments that I’ve come to the realization that it would be more unnatural to be surrounded by all this goodness and NOT run. Now that I’ve totally immersed myself in all this positive running energy, it’ll be depressing when I'm back in NYC tomorrow night and suddenly realize that I’m once again back in the minority as a runner in the city. Urrgghh!!!
But…before I hop on the bus to travel back up the interstate, I have a little score to settle with the locals in the form of a 10K scheduled bright and early in the AM. I don’t have high expectations since I haven’t kept up with the speedwork and running just base miles for the past couple of weeks. I’m intrigued though just to compete among all these freakishly fit people who run here everyday. Was all that running I saw the past week just a show or were they all secretly training for this 10K without telling me? Will the hometown folks teach this visitor a thing or two about roadracing in the nation’s capital or will I hold my own and show that running well knows no state boundaries? We’ll soon find out. Wish me luck!