Such Great Heights

What a weekend.

It was the first really sunny weekend this year, and it started out with happy hour on Friday. We celebrated the end of another successful quarter in advising, and took the time to swap funny stories and enjoy some good food. After a bit of socializing, I headed north to Issaquah. I made decent time, although I had to make about a two-mile loop near Bellevue because I couldn’t merge onto the I-90 East ramp due to, like, twenty cars and a semi that were going way too slow. Oh well. What can you do other than whine about it on your blog?

On Saturday morning, three of us went to CrossFit 425 where–surprise!–CrossFit Games workout 13.4 was programmed in as part of the morning WOD. Part. I had attempted 13.4 at the prescribed weight, 95lbs., on Thursday, and I hadn’t even broken into double digits. (I did, however, set a personal record for clean-and-jerk, and I did hit my first set of toes-to-bar that night.) So, because I had already done my Rx’d attempt, I scaled and went quite light, down to 65lbs. Then there was more after that first 7 minutes. We did some jump-roping, and some push-ups, and some kettlebell work. And there was a short 400m run followed by as many burpees as possible (if you finished the run in under two minutes, which I did; I got two burpees in).

After my friends finished killing it during the competitors’ 13.4 attempt, we spent some time in the sun. Yes, we just stood outside the gym in our sports bras and pants. We made Hubsly take some pictures, too. We’re quite attractive.

Seriously, attractive.

Seriously, attractive.

After CrossFitting and eating way too much frozen yogurt (and mini peanut butter cups), I made my way to Ellensburg. My aunt and uncle celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary with a get-together of family and friends. This aunt is my dad’s little sister, and I love her and my uncle to pieces. I surprised everyone by showing up, primarily because I wasn’t even sure if I would make it, but I did! My half-sister was there, too, so it was fun to catch up with her. We all went to Cousin Jim’s after the party for cornbread and chili. I had a bunch of homemade cheese crackers (well, they’re more like cheese cookies), which also were not anywhere close to paleo nor clean. But they were delicious and worth it. Family time is some of the best time in my world; I’m a lucky one.

Aunt Mac and Uncle Don

Aunt Mac and Uncle Don

After stuffing myself stupid on chili and cheese cookies, I drove back to Issaquah. A few of us congregated at Lot No. 3 where the guys were working the bar and slingin’ drinks like they are known to do. There was a lot of popcorn thrown that night. Apparently, I’m twelve.

Easter Sunday suddenly showed up (about four hours after I finally went to bed), and four of us decided a hike was in order. (Well, actually, we were invited on Saturday, and I woke up fifteen minutes before we were supposed to leave, and there was really going to be no backing out of the deal, plus it was super-sunny out and as a PNW’er, I had to take advantage.) Mt. Si was the destination, a four-mile ascent to the top of the hill. My legs burned for a good portion of the hike, primarily my calves, but I endured.

And then, there was this:

Looking out over Bellevue and Seattle (in the distance)

Looking out over Bellevue and Seattle (in the distance)

Summit 2

That's Mt. Rainier.

That’s Mt. Rainier.

Sometimes, you just have to take the holy day outside and near the sun. Sometimes, you just have to go outside and remind yourself, I’m alive. Sometimes, you just have to be unstoppable.

Hope you all had a fabulous weekend, friends. More goodness to come!


Could Have, Should Have, Still Not Gonna.

I should be working on homework. I should be taking a shower. I should be unpacking my room.

Instead, I’m basking in the goodness of this weekend so far. There’s been sunshine and warmth (a treat for the Pacific Northwest), an amazing concert, some quality eats, and lots of really great people.

On Friday night, I had the chance to watch Death Cab for Cutie for what was probably the sixth time. They played with the Magik*Magik Orchestra, giving another layer of wonderful to the already gorgeous feel the music projects. Everything about the concert was fantastic, from the feel and look of the venue, to the lighting, and to the stage presence of the band. When I look back on my “younger days,” I know that DCFC will be an important component.

Yesterday morning was a localvore’s delight. There was a trip to an independent coffee shop, the sugaring salon down the street, Pine State Biscuits, Salt & Straw for some ice cream, and a few stops at the local grocery co-op. I spotted a Spanish tapas bar, and my friend pointed out a whiskey bar–both of those places are on the same block, so you all better get ready for some invites. I love exploring, and I am incredibly happy to have landed in a neighborhood that has so much for me to take in. It’s comforting to know that there is so much so close to my home; I’m sure there will always be something new to discover.

Being in a city lends itself nicely to growing as a young professional and young woman. The city is always changing and evolving, sometimes slowly but sometimes more quickly–just like me. There are some days where it feels like nothing of significance occurs, but little moments add up to mean much more. Although yesterday, as a whole, could have just been a time to take in the good weather, it was also a time for me to identify places of interest and places that will complement my time in Portland.

I can’t be certain about whether or not I’ll stay in Portland forever. The chapter in my life is so fresh, and the ink has barely had any time to dry. I may be living in a city again, but it’s not always “go, go, go!” like one may think. Conversely, I’m glad for the time to reflect and consider what it is about this community that makes my heart feel so full.