Merry Christmas all runners and their families, supporters, friends and race volunteers. Running isn't nearly as rewarding without all its essential parts.
This may accentuate my own training excessiveness, but I celebrated today with an 11-mile run. We don't have little kids pounding on our bedroom door at 6 a.m. anymore, so Christmas morning is a very laid back affair. I slept until I woke up naturally - no alarm - dressed for my run and headed out to the gym. It was cold and slippery out, and I just didn't feel like adding a lot of extra outdoor gear to my preparations.
When I got to the gym about 7:15 a.m. I was the only one there and really thought no one else was likely to show up. Eventually, though, several other people came in. I think one woman was in the gym for the first time, because her male companion took a picture of her on the treadmill.
I enjoy most of my runs, but after all the eating and drinking that has gone on in the last couple days, this one felt great. There's a lot to be said for starting a day with a 1,200-calorie burn. It took care of those two extra glasses of wine yesterday and sets me up for a nice big piece of pumpkin pie later today.
Speaking of pie, I believe it's time to graze. See ya.
Hope your day is merry.
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