Each and every year I want to run Christmas Eve and Christmas but rarely ever get to. Not only do I have two families [my husbands and mine] but my parents split when I was in college meaning that I have three different families. Between the hustle and the bustle there isn’t usually any time for me to sneak away for a run with out looks from others.
Christmas Eve I managed to run 10 miles before the 9 am trip up to my dads in Maryland.
Christmas morning my husband got the rare treat of being able to run together. 3 miles on a freezing cold morning was just what my body and soul needed. On the run I tried to think of the last time we got to run together and I’m pretty sure it wasn’t in 2011. That run was my favorite gift.
Running on both of those days made me happier and a happy mommy means a happy family.
Yesterday before Christmas celebration #5 – Eric watched the kids while I again snuck out for a run. I didn’t know I would decide to head to the track, but I did.
I haven’t been there in a very long time because it’s hard to fit it in with three little kids and my husbands schedule. So hard in fact that I can not remember the last time I have done a track workout on the track.
6 – 800’s is what I would do.
The second 800 was the only one that was out of my goal pace range. It got me excited for Boston Marathon.
My legs felt like lead but my heart was leaping for joy. I was DEAD tired and running in the afternoon – alone – after eating crap [and tons of gluten] for two days straight and still busted out a decent workout. 7 miles total for the day – left me happy and prepared to chase three little kids around at my sister in laws house.
It never ceases to amaze me how much better a day is when I have run.
I’ll leave you with my favorite Christmas morning picture. I hope you all had a wonderful holiday and that you too got to sneak in some runs!