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Spring "Break"

Well it's blizzarding again - it's Boston, what did I expect? Sunshine? Well, maybe after last thursday when it was almost 70 without a cloud in the sky. Maybe I was expecting it to take a turn for the better.
I just keep thinking only one more winter of this before I'm moved away forever - or at least a few years. I really would like to move back some day to New Hampshire...it's so wonderful there. But there's a huge difference between the country in the winter and the city. The city is a danger zone with black snow, impatient cabbies, and wind tunnels strong enough to knock you off your feet, or at least stop you in your tracks.
At least I got some sort of a break from the city over spring break..no I didn't go to Barcelona like my roomie Iz or Florida like Nina, but I did get to go to Belchertown, which is home enough for me. The weather was perfect, sunny both days and just warm enough to wear shorts on my runs. I mostly watched the History channel, played with Hunter, slept in, ate Louise' amazing food, and ran but it was just the mini vacation I needed. And I got to go to Target!
The best part was going to the Quabbin with Chris and trial running. Actually it wasn't trail running because we didn't use a trail. We woods galloped! And it was great. There's nothing like splashing mud all over the place, jumping over logs, dodging branches, and racing up hills thick with pines to make you feel like a kid again. There's no doubt in my mind I'm happiest when I'm sprinting on an unmarked trail with Chris - I can't wait to do it again over Easter break!

Other hilights of break included Chris buying me a one hour massage (for no reason, because he loves to spoil me), going on a small shopping spree at CS and Target, getting presents from Iz's trip abroad, studying for the GRE, working a lot to help fund my small shopping spree, and ignoring a lot of the school work I have due today. It was a well needed rest. And now I'm back to the grind of working, training, and just barely keeping my head above water.

7 more weeks of school! That's less than 50 days!

love love love,
me

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