I had the Cherry Blossom Ten Miler in Washington DC on my calendar for a long time. The lottery is held in December so for months it was on my radar in a loose “ah the future is so far away!” manner.
I lived in DC for nearly 6 years and never ran this race, so I was super excited to run through a city I used to call home. I also love showing Matt around DC. We’ve been to DC together 5 or 6 or 7 times in the last few years and I visit for work often. I’m pretty sure he loves hearing (EACH VISIT) about every hotel I’ve stayed in, and what every restaurant/bar was called in 2007 when I was 22 and went out. I am a well-rounded tour guide.
But that’s not the only thing that imbued this race with a whole lot of special. This was my first race longer than a 10K since a series of ankle sprains. I approached this race in the months preceding with a careful hope. When April 3 came around, I was uninjured albeit a bit undertrained. I don’t love winter running, so I wasn’t as diligent as I aspired to be in following a plan, plus I’ve been traveling pretty much not-stop since January. </excuses>