Monday, January 11, 2010

The Weekend Report: Crossing Bridges

I’m so sorry for the late post – I know the suspense of knowing what I did with my weekend must be killing you! (Haha, jk. I’m not quite that interesting...)

Anywho, this was a weekend of my favorite things. Not by plan, it just kind of happened that way.

On Saturday, I met up with a big group in Dupont Circle and went for a long run and brunch at The Front Page. Fabulous!

When I finally got home at 2, I felt the urge to do something cultural. So I hit up the National Portrait Gallery and American Art Museum. They have a new exhibit on Elvis, and also a pretty cool portrait competition exhibit.

That evening consisted of a night dancing at Rumors. I had a good time, but I wouldn’t recommend it. Kind of a weird crowd: a mixture of Georgetown popped collars + wannabe Marines + randoms…

And then, Crossing Bridges!

No, this is not a post about a turning point in my life, or a mended friendship, or a milestone moment. I am actually talking about bridges. Of the engineering variety. Specifically those leading out of and into DC.

Yesterday, for the first time in 8 months of living here, I ran across a bridge! It’s not that I’m afraid of bridges. I have nothing against walking or driving over one. In Boston I crossed the Charles via the Massachusetts Ave. Bridge or one of the Harvard Bridges almost every run. But for some reason, since moving to DC, I just don’t like them. 

I will start a run thinking, Hmm, maybe I’ll run to Arlington today. And then I’ll get to the bridge and change my mind (I can do the Canal instead…or the Mall). But this Sunday I started on the Canal, and then felt the inexplicable urge to cross the Key Bridge. 

So I made a nice loop: across the Key Bridge, along the Potomac (frozen!) in Arlington, and then back to DC across the Lincoln Memorial Bridge. 

It was a great run!



  1. Oh yes, the bridges across the Charles River. The Massachusetts Ave bridge (Why do they call it the "Harvard Bridge"?) made for nice reading all the way across - though I can't remember how many "Smoots" got you all the way over...

    I know you're no one to shy away from a long run, but whereas in Boston you can easily meter your run by which bridges you choose to run across, in Washington - crossing a bridge just seems like such a committment! How many bridges can you cross there without adding 4 miles to your run?

    Anyway..just a thought.

  2. Haha, the scariest part for me involves the term "Arlington"! 4 miles away in DC is no biggie, but you mention Arlington, and I'm like "No way that's way too far!!!"

  3. Oh you are really making me miss DC. I worked in Dupont Circle and loved the front page. I wasn't a runner back then, and now wish so badly I could run on the mall or across some bridges!!