“So I’ll check the weather wherever you are cause I wanna know if you can see the stars tonight.”-John Mayer
Good morning loves! It’s a chilly morning here in Philly and I’ve finally lost all the soreness in my legs from this weekend. Nashville was absolutely amazing. Even though I didn’t run nearly as fast as I hoped, the course was beautiful. If you follow me on Instagram (@katera_anne), I was posting all kinds of pictures from the second I left Philly. When I got in on Friday, the first thing I did was head straight to where the CMA’s were, in hopes that I might be able to spot Sam Hunt/Luke Bryan walking around. But no such luck, and all I left with was my race packet. J and I grabbed a quick lunch before she had to head out to shoot a wedding. I spent the rest of the day exploring the city, from Broadway to Vanderbilt.
I was up at 3:30 on Saturday morning to eat and get myself ready for the race. J drove us down to the starting line and we stood around shivering a little before the start. There weren’t nearly as many people as I thought there would be, but small races are always nice. Everyone was so sweet and the energy at the starting line was awesome. We started at 7:05 and by the time I crossed the finish line, it was 9. I think it was a mix of starting off a little too fast, and not being used to running on rolling hills, but by mile 9, my right left was solid as a rock from cramps. I ended up walking on and off for about 2 miles, before I started to just haul ass to the finish line. I finished strong and loved every minute of the race. It gave me a chance to see all that Nashville has to offer, and has me ready for my next trip back.
After the race, we made our way down to Franklin, which is about 14 miles south of Nashville, where J’s husband was working. We spent the afternoon wandering around The Factory, drinking hand-crafted lattes, and eating blueberry pancake donuts. Main Street Franklin is the most adorable little spot, with lots of boutiques and shops. We stopped at 55 South for a bite to eat, before heading back to Nashville for the night. There was a local little spot right next to J and D’s apartment called Tavern that had the best cocktails. Since we had such an early day, it quickly became an early night. My flight out was at 8 on Sunday morning, so a quick trip to Starbucks was much-needed.
Since I have another race this weekend (just a 10k), I’m logging a few runs this week. I started spinning again, and my legs are oh so thankful. I’ve also made a pretty big decision that I’ll share with you on Friday 🙂