So, to make this crazy week even crazier, I headed up to Asheville, or more specifically, Marshall NC for a bachelorette gathering at a cabin. I tried to record everything, at the very least, with my eyes so I could bring it to you. You’ll feel like you were there gurl! Werq! So after a super stressful week, and a loooong rainy drive by my lonesome, I rolled into the Asheville area…and promptly got lost. So I had to stop somewhere to get directions right? I stopped at a gun shop, a GUN SHOP, for directions. And though I was frightened out of my mind, and stuck out like a sore thumb (I was wearing a bright pink printed dress, and everyone in the gun shop was smoking cigs and wearing camo everything,) they were the nicest people I’ve ever met. Because of how remote the area was, my cell phone and my GPS wasn’t working, and the folks at the gun shop (?!) looked up the cabin on the computer, and offered to lead me to where it was. But I found it! And look how cute it was!
We spent the first night hanging out, talking, and sitting in the hot tub (which felt amazing on my hip flexors, which for any of you who run, know can get horrifically tight). I couldn’t pass up a run in Asheville, and I woke up the next morning, totally ready to bust out a few miles and explore the area around me. My first issue though? Asheville is freezing in comparison to Raleigh, and I had to layer on top. No big though, I trained in the dead of winter. So I piled on the clothing, and began my trek up the mountain.
You guys saw this the other day. But I’m reposting. This stopped me in my tracks as I ran up this windy two-lane.
I headed up, I headed down, and tried to get some of that fresh mountain air as deeply down into my lungs as I could. I was hoping to absorb some of the calm of the mountain. Fun fact. Everyone lives in teeny cabins adorned with “No Trespassing signs. Can anyone tell me why this is? But seriously, if you’re in Asheville, definitely run. It’s stunning. It’s calming. It’s just what I needed.
Wine!!!! We hit up the wine shop, and it had a nifty machine that allowed us to taste a bunch of stuff.
This is the Bridal Party! (We’re a progressive group, if you’re wondering about a guy being there. Andrew’s been with us since the beginning.) He’ll probably be in mine, too.
That’s the bride on the far right.
Asheville was gorgeous. Not only that, we ate some delicious food, and I’m pretty sure that the food was the best part about the entire city. We hit the Laughing Seed First, an establishment with incredible veg options. It’s wonderful to see that vegetarian food can actually be prepared so that it has incredible flavor. And that’s not super hard to find, however, it’s a common misnomer that vegetarians only eat beans and grass. Not so. You can’t go wrong with anything on that menu. Check them out here. http://laughingseed.jackofthewood.com/We also hit the Blackbird Restaurant for dinn, and again, I was blown away by how they could shove so much flavor in a cup of soup. Again, you can’t go wrong. Hit them here. http://theblackbirdrestaurant.com/ (My only complaint with that last place is the bird decor. I find birds to be terrifying.)
Finally, I don’t know why life does this to you. But I’ve been talking myself out of getting a dog until I have more space for years now. Years. So we’re walking around downtown Asheville, and this dog on a blue leash just looks out me. I instinctively crouched to pet him, and began talking to him in the voice I reserve for my pets. “Hiiiii babe!!”. He jumped into my arms and gave me in the biggest, sloppiest kiss I’ve ever had. And I loved it. So the woman walking him goes, “He’s up for adoption! I’m just walking him right now!” So what do I do? His name is Zach, and I’m pretty sure he wants me to be his mom. Ugh. Decisions.
Okay, so enjoy my pics, and next time you’re in Asheville, take a run, take me with you, and pick up Zach and bring him home to Mama!