Three miles of hills

I’m crashing on my mom’s couch for a few days before I leave on my trip, and holy hell, her Woodinville neighborhood is full of hills.

I was huffin’ and puffin’ during the first 30 seconds of my run today because no matter which way you turn on my mom’s street, you go up a hill!

So this run was a little slower than usual, but trust me, it was challenging and a great workout! I so appreciated the huge downhill at the end of the last mile.

I also enjoyed the clean air, empty roads and massive trees. I ain’t in Seattle anymore.

Now that I’ve moved out of my townhouse, all I have left to do is organize my travel gear and PACK!

And of course I wrote a bit about that and other things on Answering Oliver:

Final Days at Home: Couchsurfing, Packing & Eating

It. Is. REAL!