People of Jamestown

Jamestown is a special island. Not just to me, but to everyone who lives there. The people of Jamestown are extremely unique. I don’t know how to describe it, but it’s a place people go for the eclectic community. There are NASA engineers, actors, musicians, world class sailors, professional scuba divers, and other more traditional professions. Not everyone has a boat although it is a huge part of the community (duh, it’s an island), but everyone has a story which is probably what I like most.

-the manager at the marina who worked on a megayacht for 20 years before coming back to work at the place she got her start in the boating world.

-Linc, who drives around in his motorized wheelchair after being severely paralyzed in a sailing accident years ago. He eats out at a different restaurant for every meal and he is widely known around the island. Every year he invites everyone to his penthouse apartment for a Super Bowl party. I have yet to take him up on his offer.

-the owner of the local pet shop on the island that is also a scuba diver where he fixes boats.

-the ferry driver who used to be one of the dock boys and remembers me from when I was running around the docks with a lifejacket decided he missed the island and came back to start his own family and work part-time at the marina.

-James Taylor, who lives here in the summer to hide from all of the crazy fans like my mom. He loves paddle boarding around the harbor with his sons and keeps his boat next to ours.

-the fire department guys, who are all townies and were born and bred here. The recreation department is all related to the fire department and also somehow related to the marina workers. It’s one of those places where everyone seems to be related…

-the local housecleaner on the island has cleaned my best friend’s house since she was born, lives downtown, and told me her entire life story as we were sitting at the laundromat one day. We chatted about Jamestown, her past running career, her daughter the model, her son the 7-foot tall professional basketball player, and the properties she “manages” on the island.

Over the years in Jamestown, I’ve met some of the most amazing people. It’s one of those places where people will just start talking to you. The retired guys at the deli wave to me as I run by every morning. The ferry drivers ask me if I had a quiet night on the boat. The pizza place knows my order and the deli knows how I like my bagel and what kind of wrap to make. The ice cream owner brings me water when I have to wait in line because we’re frequent customers, and the dock boys put the ice (for the fridge) on my parent’s account without me having to ask. I love living on a small island where everybody knows everybody. It makes it feel like home.

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The other day, I was in line for ice cream and an older man in a wheelchair stopped me. He said, “Hey, you’re the girl that rows your dinghy in every morning at the crack of dawn.” I had never seen him before but I smiled back at him and said yep, that’s me. He told me he sees me row in from his condo and always yells to his wife that he sees “that girl” rowing in again. Then he said, “You’re also the girl that won Ali’s Run a few years ago during the last year the race was held.”  I nodded again and he said he had run it too. We continued to converse and I found him and his story fascinating. I didn’t ask, but if he ran the race 3 years ago with me, that means he lost his leg in the past 3 years. I was so touched and inspired to be talking to him, and as we shook hands before he left, he told me his name and said, “Just keep running.”

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The people of Jamestown are amazing. I am touched every single time someone recognizes me. Even though I don’t know a lot of them on a personal level, I know Ralph will run by the beach every morning at 9:30, the retired guys will be playing cards over coffee at 6:30, and the maintenance guys for the town will drive by while I’m running every morning. The people of Jamestown are what make this island such a special place, and I will never forget that.

Then it hit me. After living here for 5 years, I’ve become one of those people of Jamestown. Just like I “know” these people I’ve never met, people “know” me around town as the girl that lives on a boat, the girl that’s always running around town at the crack of dawn, the lifeguard at the cove, the girl that hangs out in the dockhouse, the girl that loves frozen hot chocolate and pizza and bagels…

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My mom and I went for a walk last night and I was telling her about some of these people I’ve come into contact with this summer, specifically the man that lost his leg. She said to me, “Sarah, I know you will be back to raise your own family in Jamestown. It may take you a few years to get there, but I have no doubt that Jamestown will become your home and those people will not forget you when you do come back to visit just like you won’t forget them.”

She’s right. The people of Jamestown will always be there. And eventually, so will I. But until then, I’ll continue coming back to visit my favorite place in the entire world so that I can see these “friends” I’ve made along the way, because they’ve truly shaped my entire experience living here and I can’t imagine life without those characters.

Have you ever stopped to meet the locals around your town?

Are you known for anything where you live?

The No-Plan Plan

I’m a person with a plan. Always. I’m thinking 10 steps ahead of where I’m at and the idea of not knowing terrifies me. With this move, I’ve had to throw all of that out the window.

I don’t know when I’m leaving for Baltimore. I have a rough idea, but I haven’t chosen an exact date.

I haven’t met my roommates, nor have I seen the apartment we’ll be living in.

Despite moving back to the same city I went to school in, I have never lived downtown and don’t know the area well.

I won’t have any furniture until late August when my parents bring things down, and I’m okay with that. No bed, no couches, no nothing. I’m sleeping on an air mattress for a month.

I’ll be working in the advertising industry, a field I admittedly don’t know a ton about and will have to go through a 6-week training to learn the ropes.

I’m going to be adjusting to an entirely new schedule, have no idea when I’m going to get settled, and haven’t really thought about what my new life is going to be like.

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For the first time in my life, I have no plan. It’s terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. I know I’m living in a gorgeous waterfront apartment at a marina and close to my job, I will have an endless support group via friends, bloggers, and family, I can return to my favorite November Project workouts, and I have a job that seems like it will be a really great fit with my skill set (my chemistry major will actually come in handy, believe it or not). So while I may not have a plan in place, I am set up for a pretty great life in Baltimore.

Having a plan is great. Sometimes. But not having a plan can be even greater. Sometimes we (…I) are so focused on following the path we believe is the right one, that we don’t realize how great we have it right in front of us. I’m trying my best to go with the flow right now and while I can’t say it’s easy, but it will be worth it. Or at least that’s what my best friend and parents keep telling me.

Going with the flow is difficult for me. Really difficult. But when we stick to structure all the time, we miss out on great opportunities. Our stress levels skyrocket. We feel anxious about missing a small detail. It can harm our relationships. When we worry about what our next meal will be, how we’re going to fit x amount of miles in, or how we are going to fit everything in, we’re putting extra stress and anxiety on ourselves. The need to constantly plan is exhausting.

I’m not saying I’m suddenly a go with the flow type of person. I’m not at all. I’m a planner. But with the situation I’ve found myself in right now, I can’t plan. I literally have no choice but to play it by ear and figure it out as I go along. It’s scary, especially since my parents also can’t be there to help me this time, but it’s also a learning experience. This summer has been very relaxed for me. Every minute of my day was planned with work, so I didn’t want to focus on figuring out how to fit in dinners with friends or what workout I was going to do too. I enjoyed myself a lot more when I just let go and rolled with the punches.

If I had followed “my plan”, I’d still be jobless, looking for a studio apartment and a job in social media in Boston, and probably ready to give up on everything. Funny how things work out as soon as you stop looking. I firmly believe everything happens for a reason, and the fact that I suddenly stumbled upon an apartment at a marina with two random strangers means something. And if it doesn’t work out, I’ll come up with another plan on the fly, just like I did with this one. But I think in this case, my not-planning really did help me figure out exactly what I wanted rather than just following along with what I believed I “should” be doing.

Do you like to follow a plan?

Social Engagements

In the past week, I’ve had a lot of social engagements. The dock boys were shocked at my sudden desire to be around people. This past week has been great though and I feel like I’m really going out with a bang.  It’s pretty marvelous, actually, so let’s link up with Katie this week. It’s been awhile.

Wednesday night I went to The Landing in downtown Newport with some friends. Well, I should say I went to Newport with my friend and all of her friends, but over the years I’ve become friendly with them as well. It was a really late night but I actually enjoyed myself and it was the first time I’d ever been to the bars in Newport before, something I’ve always wanted to do. The views just can’t be beat. The restaurant/bar is literally on the edge of the docks at one of the marinas. It made for an exhausting wakeup the next morning, but it was more than worth it.

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Thursday night I went to Willy’s Burger Bar with some former coworkers. It was such a fun night and I literally laughed the entire time we were at dinner. We talked for hours over burgers then came back to Jamestown and had ice cream with two other former lifeguards at my marina. I will really miss those nights. We even had a mini traffic jam that held us up for 20 minutes…

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Friday night Kaitlin came into town! I met her in Providence and we stopped for ice cream at Newport Creamery on our way down to Westerly to her family’s house. I haven’t seen her in months so it was great to catch up and chat about everything, not that we don’t do that everyday anyways… and in true blogger fashion, we managed to document our “meals.”

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Saturday I begged someone to cover my shift for me at the beach but unfortunately nobody could take the whole thing. They were able to come in halfway through the day for me though, so leaving at 1 was awesome. I really wanted to spend time with my parents, go over logistics of my apartment (which was approved! we’re just making sure the management company isn’t too shady and the lease is consistent), and enjoy part of my weekend. It hit me that I should have taken more time off before I leave so this was my way of doing that. We went bed shopping at Jordan’s Furniture (it’s the New England furniture mecca) and I got to test out all the mattresses. I’ve never had a more comfortable mattress in my life. It feels like I’m floating on a cloud. As my payment, my dad made me help him carry our second kayak to the boat.

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We also enjoyed a home cooked meal on the boat before heading into the docks for the night… my mom called my favorite dock boy on the radio and said, “Sarah is specifically requesting your help with the lines.” It was embarrassing. All was forgiven over ice cream.

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And sunsets…

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One of my best friends is the graphic designer at KJP and she got me this special edition bracelet that hasn’t been released yet. I’m in love.

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Since I haven’t seen my own dog in awhile, I made sure to play with my friend’s dog.

10543380 10202560697201759 353452946 n Social EngagementsThis past week has been crazy in the best way possible. I’m heading back to New Hampshire tomorrow morning to pack up my things and get ready to go for a few days before I come back for one last long weekend at the boat. I can’t believe I’m so close to the end. I have a lot of plans with friends and family this week (including a few trips to see a good friend in Boston) before I make the long trip south. The dock boys are already crying (just kidding, but I think they will when I am actually gone) and I’m just not ready to accept that my time here is almost up. So I’m not going to, I’m going to keep enjoying every meal out, sunset on the boat, and time in the dockhouse until I’m in Baltimore settled into my life there.

Do you like to pretend something isn’t happening?

I try to avoid thinking about the fact that I’m leaving and just soak up the time I have left.

What was the highlight of your weekend?


Sunday Training Log

Mon- Spinning

Tues- Run 6 miles. I decided to change up the route and it felt really good despite the humidity.

Wed- Run 10 miles. I honestly thought the route was 8 miles but because I don’t have a watch and I don’t map routes before I go, it ended up being longer than I thought. It was the confidence booster I needed because I have a 12 mile race coming up in a couple weeks and I wasn’t sure I’d be ready. I guess I’m ready after all.

Thurs- Run 4.5 miles. It woke me up after being out after midnight. I don’t think I would have made it through the day without this run.

Fri- Spinning

Sat-Run 4 miles. I had planned 8 but I slept in so I decided to run on the beach at work.

Sun-OFF or run 4.5 or walk with my parents. I have no idea what my plan is for today. I’ll see how early I wake up and what my parents’ plan is for the day.

Running has been feeling so, so good lately. I love not having a plan right now and my confidence is growing. I wasn’t sure I’d be ready for Charles street 12 in a few weeks since I hadn’t run further than 6 miles since the half in June but I know I am now. I haven’t decided if it’s going to be a fun run or an easy effort run but at least I know I can finish it.

#BlazeNewTrails with Mizuno

I’m not very adventurous when it comes to trying new shoes. I like what I like and I’m too afraid to switch things up because it means I might get injured. I tend to stick with Mizunos because they have worked well for me. I branched out recently but I’m finding myself back in mizunos once again. They just work. I’m counting down the days until the Inspire 11s come out- from what I’ve heard from friends at Charm City they’re going to be so much better than the 10s which I couldn’t wear.

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When I was given the opportunity to try out the new Mizuno trail shoes, I was really excited about them. I don’t run on a ton of trails but some of the roads on the island aren’t well-kept and there are a few trails as part of my daily route. Having a trail shoe provides me with a little more stability than what I’m used to.

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Mizuno sent over the Wave Kazan, which is part of their new line. My favorite part about mizuno is the heel cup. The wave technology they use “cradles and stabilizes the heel at landing while providing a smooth transition.” As I’m just getting over a brief stint with plantar fasciitis, that heel support is extremely important to me right now and I could feel it right away. The mizuno has a different feel from any other shoe which is probably why I haven’t found a good replacement for them. They felt just like slipping on another one of my inspires or elixirs because of the wider toe box, snug heel, and noticeable arch support. Usually my feet hurt after just a few hours of standing but wearing these for 12+ hours as I was running up and down dirt paths at the race Saturday didn’t phase me.

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As for how they felt while running (obviously the most important part), I was really surprised. The biggest difference I noticed was how flat and sturdy they felt. Most mizunos have an upturned toe that forces you to push off on your toes, but in order to feel like a stable shoe, the bottom did feel flat to me. That is likely because I’m not used to wearing trail shoes- I tend to wear the same sneakers for everything. I felt extremely comfortable in them. I had no calf pain (which comes back the second I wear the wrong shoe) and I felt really steady when I was running over the uneven dirt paths. The Wave Kazan has a midsole that adapts to the uneven surfaces by digging into soft ground. I could tell immediately, especially since I run on a lot of rockier surfaces and softer dirt along the water.

What I liked most was the overall responsiveness of the shoe. Usually trail shoes are really heavy and I tend to prefer a lighter shoe, but these didn’t feel clunky at all. In reality, they aren’t that much heavier than my standard training shoes at 8.0oz.

Watch how they made the Wave Kazan here!

The Wave Kazan is great for me because the routes I run are typically half trail, half road, and they are suitable for both. I didn’t have a problem running on them once I reached the road which was a nice surprise. I felt supported and they did have ample stability for me (I tend to pronate slightly). Overall, they are the perfect shoe to add to my rotation. Now I just need to find some more trails.

This is a sponsored post on behalf of Mizuno running and FitFluential. I was also given a pair of shoes to write the post. As always, all opinions on my own.

Do you prefer running on the road or trails?

What’s the most important aspect of a shoe for you?

TOL: To-Do List

I’m overwhelmed with the comments, texts, emails, tweets, etc. I’ve received in regards to my big news! It’s a really exciting (and terrifying) time in my life and having so much support is amazing. It’s nice to know I have so many Baltimore blog friends awaiting my arrival icon smile TOL: To Do List

So without further ado, thinking out loud time! Thanks Amanda icon smile TOL: To Do List

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1) I forgot to mention something about the race last weekend. I met the coolest guys while I was working at the Jamestown Half Marathon. They started RacePak about a year ago which is basically a subscription box for runners. My internship uses RacePak for their awards but you can also subscribe to them! They have some cool gadgets inside the boxes, like this awesome massage thing and some runner-friendly snacks. Tyler and Dan started the company and it has taken off from there (and for the record, I’m not being compensated by them. I don’t think they even know I’m a blogger). You should go check them out and follow them on twitter and instagram since their intern’s goal is 1000 followers by the end of the summer!

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2) There is so much to do when you’re preparing to move. I feel like I just unpacked and it’s time to pack everything up again. And for me, I’m not just moving straight to Baltimore, I’m moving back home to NH next week and then to Baltimore, so it’s a double move.

3) I’ve been spending all of my extra time in the dockhouse lately. I didn’t think it was possible to be any closer with the guys than I already am, but we are. I’ve almost hung out with them outside of work but then I remember I’m antisocial and the dockhouse is as far as that relationship goes. Even when they threaten to throw me overboard, I know I’ll miss them. They’re even beginning to admit they’ll miss me when I’m gone. I never thought I’d see the day.

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4) Remember how I complained right before I moved home from Baltimore last month that I suddenly had so many friends? The same thing is happening again in RI. I literally do not have time to fit everybody in for dinners, ice cream, and boat nights and I only know about 5 people here. I’m not saying I’m super popular, I just miss having my nights alone on the boat watching the bridge at sunset. I know I’m going to miss these summer nights a lot so if I can find a way to combine friends+bridge this week, we’ll be golden. Just like the sunsets.

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5) I’m struggling with the roommate thing. I originally wanted my own place until I found a roommate that would be a really great fit. Suddenly, a second roommate was added into the mix. The 3-bedroom we’re looking at right now is waterfront at a marina. Aka I’m okay with that one. It really will come down to what I can afford, since my parents are insisting I have a doorman for safety reasons if I live alone but this place we found is absolutely beautiful so I’m excited about it!

6)  I was trying to explain to my coworkers at the beach the other day that despite talking about mac and cheese, cookie butter, and pizza all the time, I don’t actually eat them very often. 9 times out of 10 I’m actually craving a big grilled chicken salad at night. Ice cream is probably the one exception- I get it 2-3 days a week in the summer. I realized it had been months since I last had mac and cheese so I decided to change that the other night. Annie’s never tasted so good.

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6b) But of course I had to celebrate the new job with a cupcake from Cupcake Charlie’s. Even if I didn’t have Carrie, my cupcake-eating partner in crime, to eat it with me.

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7) I’m getting a tattoo! I’m kind of terrified. A former coworker here is going with me since she wants to get another one. It’s going to be my way of keeping Rhode Island with me forever.

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8) Balega sent over some awesome socks. I replaced all of my socks with Balega back when I started working at Charm City Run and they gave me the opportunity to try out some more of their hidden contour line after working with them at the Heartbreak Hill Half. I feel like I’m walking on clouds whenever I wear them.

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9) My brother sent me this snapchat the other day from the pool I used to work at. I died.

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10) Yesterday morning I went for a run against my better judgement. The rain was on a short break when I left around 6am, but halfway through my run I started hearing thunder and the rain started coming down harder. I came back and literally was able to pour water out of my shoes. I thought it was going to be an 8 mile loop and it ended up being 10 miles. My longest run since the Heartbreak Hill Half in early June. The best part? It felt amazing.

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That’s enough random from me today.

Do you have a tattoo? 

Do you have a certain brand of socks that you prefer?

Have you ever moved by yourself? 

My move to Baltimore

*No pictures today- the wifi at the marina wasn’t working last night.*

I started applying for jobs 7 months ago. Those jobs were all in the Boston area. I was getting nowhere. Then suddenly I found a job I wanted more than anything in Baltimore and I started envisioning a life for myself there. That fell through and I was pretty devastated, but I continued the job hunt, expanding my search to Baltimore in addition to Boston. Suddenly it was like the floodgates opened and I was doing phone interviews for companies once or twice a week.

This post isn’t about how I got the job- I briefly mentioned the process yesterday. It’s about my sudden shift in mindset and decision to move to Baltimore.

I’ve gotten a lot of questions- mostly from family and close friends- about why in the world I’d consider a move to Baltimore, a place I hated for so long. When I first started getting the questions, I began second guessing the applications I had sent to companies in Maryland. How could I possibly have changed my mind in just a few short months? Was I making the right decision? Am I moving for the right reasons? I’ve been saying since day 1 that the moment I graduated from school I was moving back to New England to stay. I told anyone who would listen that I couldn’t wait to go home for good. Now I’m dropping everything for a city I didn’t even used to like.

My only answer is that I don’t know. I struggled with the job hunt in Boston. It was frustrating and I needed to be more open-minded because I wasn’t getting anywhere. I began sending my resume out to places in Baltimore and DC in addition to New England. I broadened my search from digital sports marketing to marketing in general. I became less picky about what I wanted after I realized I couldn’t have it all. That’s when I found my perfect job that I didn’t even know existed.

But it also isn’t just about the job. I could never move to Baltimore (or anywhere else, for that matter) just for a career. When I left school a few months ago, I was in a really good place. I was happy, I had friends, I had a life I loved. I’m not saying I’m not happy with my life here in Rhode Island. I love it. It’s just a different kind of happy. I don’t have a life here that is sustainable for the long haul. I don’t have a ton of friends outside of work and the dockhouse and I’m okay with that for the summer months. Both places make me happy for different reasons. I’m glad I had this last month to experience a Rhode Island summer one last time but I am also ready for that life I left behind again. The transition couldn’t have come at a more perfect time.

Right after I accepted the position, I began to panic. It hit me that I’m about to move to Baltimore again. I started worrying about not being near my family even though I’ve realized I’m not as reliant on them as I used to be. I was upset about leaving the boat even though I’m getting tired of the constant planning. I began worrying I wouldn’t be happy, that I’d want to move home even though I was the happiest I’ve ever been right before I left Baltimore in May.

My parents knocked some sense into me. They reassured me that I’d be more comfortable in Baltimore than Boston because I already have a life there, that I’d see them just as often as if I were only an hour away (my brother will be at school in Delaware so they’re planning on visiting a lot). They told me I could fly home every weekend if I wanted (on my dime–flights are super cheap), that I could plan my vacation time to make the most of my Rhode Island summers. They reminded me that it’s not forever and I can come home whenever I want. I’m not stuck there if I decide I don’t like it, but I also may decide I love it. After the little pep talk, I realized how ready I am.

Despite all of this anxiety, I actually am excited about it. Overwhelmed, but excited. There’s a lot of planning right now- between deciding if I’m going to live with a roommate or if I want to get my own apartment, figuring out how what I need to bring with me (my parents aren’t bringing my stuff down until late August), and just preparing to move to Baltimore. I’m working for an amazing company with a ton of opportunities. I’m going to be able to see my friends every week and rejoin the amazing Baltimore running community that I miss so much. Everything is falling into place fast and I know once I’m there, those fears will go away.

I don’t know how long I’m going to stay in Baltimore, but I also know that I’ll be happy there for at least a few years. It’s not Boston, which will always be home, but Baltimore is about to become my new home, a more permanent one than the past 4 years were. I’m not starting over, although I’m starting an entirely new chapter of my life. Maybe I’ll end up staying in Maryland forever, maybe I’ll move back to Boston, or maybe, just maybe, I’ll decide to go somewhere entirely different. I can’t predict the future, but for now, this is my reality.

Did your post-grad plans turn out differently than you expected?

The Bridge

Remember last summer when my go-to hashtag was #bridgeaday? There’s a reason for it.

Ever since I can remember, my one mission has always been to see the lights on the bridge turn on. It doesn’t seem like it would be that difficult considering I’ve been coming to the marina since I was in diapers and I have a direct view from my mooring, but I miss it every night. Sometimes I’ll be in the middle of preparing dinner and I’ll look up and they’re on, others I’ll be reading and glance down and miss it. I try to be on the boat at sunset so I can see it happen, but in my 5 summers living here, I have never managed to see that Pearl Necklace light up.

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I don’t know why I’m fascinated by the lights but I always have been. My friend used to sit up on deck with me when we were growing up and we’d try to stare at it until they came on but our lack of attention span failed us. We began to think they were on all the time, you just couldn’t see them until it was dark enough.

The other night, I was sitting up on deck and I finally saw it happen. I saw the lights on the bridge turn on. I wasn’t even trying to. I was sitting on deck writing a blog post when I found myself staring off into space- right at the bridge. And then the bridge lit up.

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It couldn’t have been more perfect timing…

…because this is my last week of #boatlife. Ever.

I’ve been hiding something from you. About a month ago, I got an email from a company in Baltimore about a position I applied for. Truth be told, I forgot about said position and was growing increasingly frustrated with the whole job hunt process. I was convinced I’d be jobless come September when my lifeguard gig ended. I had a phone interview the next morning, and they flew me out for a final interview a week later.

Last Monday, I was in Baltimore. I didn’t say anything, I just went. I only told a few friends, the dock boys, and my parents. I wanted this job more and more as I began researching the company and realized the position was exactly what I was looking for. It was a long, mentally exhausting day. I had a written test, 4 different interviews, 2 job shadows, and lunch.

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yes I do stand on benches to see my outfit in the mirror at the marina

Well, I returned home from Baltimore that night and received an offer the next morning.

I. Am. Employed.

The dock boys pretended to be excited I’m leaving even though I know they’re crying inside. One of them actually went from telling me he couldn’t wait for me to leave to calling me a “loser” because I’m moving. I can’t win. I gave my notice to both my job at the beach and my internship. It’s weird leaving mid-summer but I know it’s the right decision and I’m ready for it.

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I will miss my summer home. so much.

I’m moving to Baltimore at the end of next week to start my new life there. I’ll be working full time (NOT in sports) and once I’m settled I’ll go back to working weekends at Charm City Run. I missed the store so much, I can’t wait to be back. It is helping me make this transition knowing I already have a life there. I’m not completely starting over.

I can’t put into words how hard it’s going to be to say goodbye, but I’m really glad I had a month of #boatlife. It solidified how ready I am to move on and provided the closure I needed. I’m coming back for a few weekends this fall and spending every last second bugging the dock boys, eating Awful Awfuls with my friends, and soaking in these views as much as possible.

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When I’m here, I try to live in the moment. I’m not thinking about yesterday or tomorrow, I’m thinking about how lucky I am to live on one of the most beautiful islands in America.

Seeing the Pearl Necklace light up was the sign I needed that this chapter is closing.

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I’ll miss you, Jamestown.

Not Racing Changes Your Perspective

What. A. Weekend. You know that saying where you need a weekend to recover from this weekend? That’s exactly how I feel today. Let’s back up to Thursday.

ccbf3727c487a45c16efd4bbff9aba97 Not Racing Changes Your Perspective I had to be at my internship to start loading trucks and answering last minute emails with questions about the Jamestown half marathon. We spent 4 straight hours lifting 50 pound cases of water into the trucks. My arms and back were so sore that I could barely lift my bags the next morning! We did stop for a lunch break at Newport Creamery where I had my first Awful Awful. These are famous in Rhode Island and while it was good, I can’t say it totally lived up to my expectations. My boss asked for sprinkles in hers so naturally I had to do the same. So good.

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Oreo with rainbow sprinkles=perfection

Thursday night I went to my grandparents house for weekly dinner. I’ll miss those meals.

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And these views…

Friday morning I made the (stupid?) decision to drive up to Boston at 4:30am for November Project. The last time I went was during the Runner’s World Half weekend. For some reason I didn’t think it was that crazy to make the 3 hour round trip commute for a 45 minute workout until I was halfway there.  It was more than worth it though as I was able to run with Kyndal for half of the hills! It was so nice to meet her in person and she seriously saw me at the perfect time- I was ready to die. We chatted for the rest of the workout and I know we’ll hang out again!

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The rest of the day was spent at packet pickup for the race. I met the owner of the company (who is a family friend) and got to chat with runners while sitting outside. It was not a bad way to spend another day away from the beach. After work I went home and got to bed early…until my parents got to the boat at 10:45 and woke me up. It’s okay though- they brought pizza.

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I have an entirely new perspective on what it means to put on a race. We had to be there at 3:45am so I have officially seen it from start to finish- the newsletters, social media, constant emails and questions, creating a course map, loading water, food, gatorade, cones, and everything else that is needed, dealing with registration issues, coordinating volunteers, managing the finish line, and finally, cleaning up, which takes about 5 solid hours. It takes a lot of time, a lot of effort, and a lot of work. When you are working for a company that puts on races you already run (and love), it gives you a deeper respect for how hard it is to put on a successful race. This was the first race I’ve ever worked (if you don’t include the races when I was growing up where my mom would volunteer me to work at a water stop) and I’m really glad I have had the opportunity to see this other side. It made me think every runner should volunteer for a race at some point.

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After the race I spent some quality time with my parents talking about a lot of things before I had to head to Newport to babysit for the last time. I had my first breakdown in months and it was long overdue. It was a combination of everything that’s happening right now in my life, a lack of sleep, and just feeling extremely overwhelmed with my schedule. It’s too much. My mom calmed me down a lot, especially my anxiety about the future. All she had to do was remind me that the boat will always be there regardless of where I am and it’s only a weekend trip away.

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The little guy finally admitted that I’m his friend. He asked me to take a selfie with him on his iPad to remember me and didn’t even kick me in the head. We’re making progress. Saying goodbye to the family for the last time was hard since they’re going home today. They have been really good to me over the past 4 years and I’m lucky it worked out the way it did. I really enjoyed babysitting for them and it’s weird to think this is officially the end. I’ll be happy to have my nights back though. And my days in the dockhouse.

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Sunday I was back at the beach and my parents went home. I opted to skip my run yesterday to go for a walk with them before work and I’m really glad I did since I spent less than 4 hours with them all weekend. I wish I had more time to spend with them this weekend but I overcommitted myself again, which seems to be my theme song. Today it’s back to my “regular” routine. Not that anything about #boatlife is regular.

Have you ever volunteered for a race?

Do you ever feel like you need a weekend after a weekend?

Training Recap

Mon- OFF (some walking around the city)

Tues- 6.5 miles

Wed- 6.5 miles.

Thurs- 4.5 miles

Fri- NOVEMBER PROJECT (4ish miles)

I didn’t realize until I was halfway to Boston Friday morning how ridiculous it was that I was driving 3 hours to workout for 45 minutes. Yes, I am aware of how impractical it was and I could have used the extra sleep, but that’s what the tribe does to you. It’s impossible to understand until you’re actually a part of it. That being said, I will not be making the drive again. One 4:30 am alarm was enough for me. I did get to hang out with Kyndal and a few other people I know from the twitter world which was awesome and those hills really did destroy me. Summit Ave is no joke.

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Sat-OFF (running around the race taking care of registration).

The half marathon was that morning which meant a 3:30am alarm. I had zero energy to do anything other than try to make sure all of the volunteers were where they belonged and that the race ran as smoothly as possible. I did some seriously heavy lifting and running around, so I kind of wish I had a fitbit on. Running the half marathon may have been easier. When I got home from my internship, I didn’t get to paddle board because I was too busy having a nice heart to heart with my parents. It was more than worth it.

Sun- Run ? miles + core workout.

My coworkers are all runners so it’s nice to have people to get a quick beach workout in with in the mornings. We do about 2 miles barefoot along the water and then some abs. It’s a good way to kill some time before people start showing up. I may run before my parents wake up too if I’m feeling up to it, but as I’m typing this out on Saturday night, I’m exhausted.

Some days felt easier than others this week. I can tell what a huge difference the heat makes and the amount of water I consume directly impacts my run the next morning. I really want to get a yoga class in and I’m hoping to get back to spinning tomorrow morning. It’s been a few weeks. As far as mileage goes, same old, same old.

Otherwise, I don’t have much to say about exercise this week. I loved all of my runs and I’m making some friends with the deer and cotton-tailed bunny rabbits. They are used to me at this point so they don’t even run away anymore. It’s too bad I don’t carry my phone with me because I’m usually so close to them that I could get a really great picture. Maybe I will one day just so I can share my furry friends.