This weekend, I realized I have a crush on Denver.
Moving to a new city in November doesn’t really lend itself to an immediate attraction. The weather is cooling off, the plant life is dying, and the people are starting to hibernate for the winter.
Now, it’s an entirely different story.
It’s suddenly refreshing, with its sunshine, green lawns, full trees, shady streets, and people-packed parks. Yes, I’m officially swooning over this Mile High City. It may not have been love at first sight (DC takes the cake with that one), but now I am feeling wooed by the summer charm.
My weekend started with an early, Friday Fourteener. I did my usual route, looping around the Cherry Creek trail and around Wash Park, ending on an incline up to the house. The camelbak accompanied me again (it’s been a while), as did a short sleeve tech tee. After a full week of rainy days, this sunshine could not have had better timing – 14 miles, 1:53, avg 8:06 – check!
Saturday: Sunny & Spring-style.
The Farmers Markets are open again, the park is crowded and totally green. We bought fresh tomatoes, and sampled plenty of local bakery treats. Then, as D headed off with the team, I took my bike down to Wash Park for a few laps (2 miles per loop), and soaked it all in.
I’m head over heels.
I suspect many more weekends will look like all of the above, and I can’t wait.
Denver, I think we have a good thing going here.