Remember how on Monday I was saying how great running felt? Well, my Tuesday run felt the opposite and those 8 miles felt like they lasted a century. Whenever this happens I just have to remind myself that it is all part of the game. Every runner on the entire planet has great days of running, bad days and days that feel somewhere in the middle. It would be abnormal to always feel like a million bucks on all of your runs.
I have two of our Christmas traditions to share with you.
Megan and her sis invited us to go on a train ride with santa.
We hit up the Polar Express. I told Brooke about it the morning of and I am pretty sure I heard the word ‘train’ 4,000,000 times. She was just a bit excited.
They served hot chocolate and homemade cookies.
We sang Christmas songs, had a dance party, hung with Mr. and Mrs. Claus and rode on a train for an hour.
The best part had to have been the leggings that Megan brought for us to wear.
(Our 2014 Christmas Card that I posted on my Instagram)
Tradition #2 the next night:
We all pile into the mini van and drive around a big patch of grass with a million Christmas lights. The kids absolutely adore this tradition.
My favorite part of this tradition is shown below. Paige whipped out her Skookie pans and made us heaven. Hot and doughy cookies topped with ice cream.
To finish off the night, my cousin came over for a sleep over and we sat on the couch knitting and catching up on life.
Okay, two more pictures:
What do you think about Peeps? How do you feel about the idea of Red Velvet Peeps? Does that sound delicious or like the worst thing ever?
It had been a long time since I last picked up mail from my parents’ house and look what I found:
I. Cannot. Wait.
Let’s just cross our fingers that I don’t get stress fractures in my femurs this time like I did 3 years ago when training for Boston;)
Obviously Brooke isn’t too stoked about me leaving to go to the race in April;)