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Sometimes running is a perfectly valid mode of transportation to get somewhere. Sometimes it is not. Running to a friend’s sporting event to cheer them on as they make the winning goal? Valid. Running to a wedding? Not so valid.
This was one of those runs that may be a little fuzzy on the valid/not-so-valid spectrum seeing as we were running to a … photo shoot. It was an early Sunday morning, and one of the organizations I am involved in at school was having a photo shoot at Mount Auburn Cemetery, which may sound strange but is actually one of the most gorgeous places in the Boston area. So, as if the idea of over 100 girls in black dresses with perfect hair in a cemetery on a Sunday morning was not absurd enough, my friend Jeanie (mentioned in the previous post for dragging me to Chinatown) wanted to run there.
I was hesitant at first, but she pitched it as a slow jog along the river for a little over one mile each way with fairly light bags on our backs.
“How much can a little black dress weigh anyway?”
She had a point, and I had never run to a photo shoot before, so I agreed.
About three quarters of our way there, I started to feel…a little bit sweaty.
“It’ll give us a glow,” said Jeanie, brushing it off.
Nonetheless, I slowed my pace to a near walk just to make sure I wouldn’t look completely drenched with the remnants of our athletic accomplishment for all of posterity to see. We made it to the cemetery in time – it was gorgeous, with orange, yellow, and red hues all around us. And a winding path that took us to a location close to the water.
We got a few looks of confusion from other girls, already in their black dresses (without the “glisten” that we had though). We got a few bursts of incredulous laughter. And we also got a few pats on the back and words of encouragement.
After a 30-second change in the cemetery bathroom, we deemed ourselves halfway decent and got into place for our close-ups. That’s right – nobody had told us we’d be doing close-ups. All in all though, the pictures didn’t turn out that bad. Although, to be honest with you, I probably won’t be doing that again anytime soon.
What did we do after our photo shoot? Changed back into our running clothes for the trip back of course.
As always, let’s hope I can keep it up for 26.2 miles!