so, it’s been just over a month since i became an official mass-hole or as i prefer to think of my new found, urban status – a c-town city girl, townie, a culture zealot and sponge, an ADD runner and foodie phenom. it’s been overwhelming in all senses – exciting and draining in the same instant. just how i like to enjoy life. i’m going to break this post up into sections, since no one really wants to read about running and wine dinners in the same breath!

since moving in (the boxes never seem to actually vacate the room, but multiply overnight like gremlins) i’m proud of my many adventures – most occurring either before 8 a.m. or after 8 p.m. i’ve been trying to really get out and run through the city and only succumb to the gym in really bad weather. my route varies daily, but i’ve been logging about 5-6 miles each day and lately i’ve been tacking on an extra mile of walking with my tall soy misto in hand (the faneuil hall location is sweaty-runner-friendly as opposed to the super suit-packed state street spot). the bridge to storrow and memorial drive is fugly, no way around it – but it’s fast and direct, and is great for people watching/dog wish-listing. i usually end up in the north end or beacon hill at some point with charles street and salem street being my favorites. the north end is great in the morning. joey likened my description to new orleans. it reeks of last night’s dinner and excess, plump italian elders are perched on front stone steps or on randomly placed beach chairs RIGHT in the middle of the narrow sidewalk -but no matter where you turn, there’s the heavenly aroma of freshly-baked bread. can’t beat it. newbury provides awesome eye-candy (mike appreciates my morning visits here since i have yet to figure out how to run with a credit card in my shoe) and commonwealth is good for when i definitely just want to be in my own thoughts. i ventured over to the south end one morning, but i’m not sure if i picked the “it” street – cute all the same. i seem to vow each time that i’ll never run up beacon street and somehow i’m a glutton for a good hill workout. here’s to the little legs!