I could ramble on about the holidays...the stress, the eating, the lack of sleep, pushing ourselves to the brink of insanity...you know, the usual. I'll spare you. All you really need to know is that there were lovely moments and we all survived.
Now for the running.
9+ weeks of 3x/week (with the one week where there were only 2 thanks to sickies).
Most consistent I've been in YEARS.
Yeah, I've been a runner slacker in the past and there are people that will read this and scratch their heads about how happy I am with my consistency.
3x/week isn't a lot. It's manageable. And it has happened every week. Boom.
I don't feel overwhelmed. I feel refreshed. I smile in anticipation of my runs (most of the time). It's good.
And on Christmas my half marathon training officially started.
3 miles in the snow.
The beginning. And a clean slate.