I. LOVE. Summer. I love the warm weather, the sitting outside, the sweating when I run, BBQ’ing…okay, okay, drinking beer while I watch someone else do the actual work, swimming, sitting by the pool. I just love it all! It’s quite possible that summers in Park City alone were enough to make the move from the Midwest worth it. No humidity? Yes please!
Park City celebrates the “kick off to summer” in a pretty unique fashion. On the first Saturday after summer has officially begun, all of the restaurants on Main Street (the most popular street in the town) line the streets with tables and serve up their best dishes and their finest wines. Just kidding, not their finest wines, I just thought that sentence had a nice ring to it. There is plenty of wine though. You have to make your reservations for this extraordinary event pretty far in advance and you better believe we jumped right on that!
This is a picture from Savor the Summit last summer. That just happened to be a stroke of good luck on timing and a mis-scheduled reservation. There really is no better way to celebrate the beginning of summer than bringing the whole town together for dinner, drinks, music, the works. It will even be worth the 900 miles I will need to run on Sunday to work off the face stuffing I plan to do on Saturday 🙂
Saturday morning though, that’s when the real fun begins! Aleck and I will be running the Color Me Rad 5K! At first, this was something I was totally excited about. 3.1 miles filled with color bombs seems like I don’t need to stress about my timing, ya know. But now that the race is tomorrow, I’m a little bit on the fence about having “color bombs” thrown at my face multiple times. What kind of start is that to your day? A stranger throwing things at you. Who knows, maybe I’ll love it so much I’ll ask Aleck to run along side me on my next marathon and throw color bombs at me the whole way. While highly doubtful, people seem to live for this color run nonsense.
I think this past week I have been able to run more than I have in about a month now. It’s been wonderful and exhausting all at the same time. I did a 6 mile trail run Tuesday evening, which is a run that always kicks my butt. A little over the first half of the trail is a climb, gaining 1,500 feet in elevation. The only thing that makes it worth it for me is knowing that once I hit the top, the rest of the trail is downhill until I stumble to my car and make some dramatic scene like I just finished running up and down Everest. I’ve also been able to get in some mountain biking, which I self diagnosed as a good treatment for my knees. Whether it actually is or not, who knows.
Enjoy your first taste of summer! I know I will!