I really cannot believe that 2010 has come and gone. So much has happened and yet it feels like no time has passed at all. I've done a lot, seen a lot, gone through a lot, and I have grown a lot. After spending a lot of my time in 2009 on someone who didn't deserve it, my goal was to focus on myself. It hasn't all been puppies and rainbows, but I am happy with where I am emotionally right now.
Because of all that's happened this year I wanted to do a recap post. As I started writing it out it got longer, and longer, and looonger. I am a bit wordy, if you haven't realized. So I've decided to split it up into two parts. Believe me, it's more for your benefit than mine :)
I completed my trifecta: I purchased a Team Jacob t-shirt and a slider station to go with my awesome Snuggie. Life was good, delicious and warm. On January 19th, I got the news that one of my good friends had passed away. Robin and I had been fighting at the time and we hadn't spoken very much leading to her death. Almost a year later and I still carry that guilt with me.
I convinced myself that I had tuberculosis for the tenth time in my life, but PHEW, dodged the bullet on that one. I also started training for the Cherry Blossom 10 Mile Road Race. It was interesting to run in the dead of winter, but I was determined to show up to that race prepared. I also turned 26 years old! Equipped with my birthday sunglasses, crown, party dress, and friends in tow, we made a visit to a gay burlesque show. It involved a cross-dresser shoving my face into crotch of a very gay man. Good times were had by all. Until I took shots of tequila. No good decisions were ever made after I've ingested tequila.
I started experimenting with different workouts. Spin and various cardio classes in addition to running. I also got really drunk with the entire city of Boston on St. Patrick's day. This was after I ran a 5k at the crack of dawn that morning. I still maintain that I got so drunk due to dehydration. Couldn't have been the 10+ beers that I must have consumed while playing flip cup. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. I also hosted an 80 Ounces to Freedom party. Let me tell you, life is really difficult when your tiny bladder is filled with 80 ounces of malt liquor.
April 7th marked the 10 year anniversary of my Nanny's passing. She was the single most influential person in my childhood and I think about her every day. I often wonder if I will ever truly stop morning. Every time I think it's getting easier I'm thrown for a loop and I start missing her all over again. A few days later, I headed down to Washington DC for the very first time, which is crazy since I've always been a political science nerd. I had so much fun going to the museums and every touristy spot imaginable. And I took pictures every step along the way. Liz and I ran the Cherry Blossom 10 Miler on April 11th and I PR'd for that distance with a time of 1:47:26. It was a truly amazing weekend, for a number of reasons.
It was in this month that I signed a lease for my studio apartment. I also developed a little bit of an inappropriate crush on my realtor a may or may not have embarrassed myself via text a few times before abandoning the endeavor entirely. I also booked my plane ticket for my 10 day Spain trip which I took in September. I had so many things to look forward to and had a smile plastered on my face for WEEKS. I also decided to run my fourth half marathon in June and started buckling down and training. Life was good and I was feeling good.
I was propositioned by a couple on OKcupid. That was pretty awkward. But more importantly, ELIZABETH CAME FOR A VISIT! I took my favorite southern belle to her first Sox game and like champs, we double-fisted beers the entire time. The night ended after we embarrassed ourselves at my local Dunkin Donuts and ate bagels and flatbread sandwiches while screaming across the apartment about how good it was and how much we loved one another. Klassy.
I also made the trip to Atlantic City for my best friend's bachelorette party. I made an epic fool out of myself by making out with two different guys, getting my wallet stolen and sobbing for about 3 hours (even after my wallet, sans cash was returned to me). I also woke up with gashes on my wrist. The cause remains undetermined. I also came home with the plague (aka a cold). You won that round, AC.
On June 28, I ran my fourth half marathon. It was a truly disappointing race - the course wasn't as described and I don't think I was fully over my nasty chest cold. I crossed the finish line and burst into tears and even considered giving up running entirely. Of course that didn't last..
... to be continued!