Why does it always seem the Monday after a holiday should be a holiday itself? I always find it so hard to get back to normal. It isn’t that I lazed around over the weekend, I ran hither and yon. But today is slow going for me. There is plenty I want to do, plenty more I need to do, but the motivation to get any of it started, much less done, is frozen to the ground.
I am not a fan of frozen. I’m not a fan of snow. I’m not a fan of cold. I’d rather it just snow on Christmas Eve, Christmas day and be done with it. I awoke yesterday to light snow falling, I surprised myself by actually hoping it continued all day. I wanted not much more than to go to church, come home, huddle under a blanket, watch football and maybe read a little bit all afternoon and evening.
The snow had stopped by the time church was done. Maybe if we had moved early service even earlier, say 6 instead of its current time of 8, it might have worked.
We spent a lovely holiday with Mr. FullCup’s family in the eastern part of our state. They were amazed Wednesday when we arrived only 5 hours after leaving home. I’m not going to lie, they thought I had driven. I didn’t. Now that the children are older, we don’t have to stop every other town for bathroom rights.
Of course at the same time, I’m getting older. I just didn’t drink as much. Shew! I tell you. I can go before leaving home, drive the one mile to Target and have to go again.
I have started running again this last week. Who starts running in November when the temperature plummets to -25F? Who in their right mind does that??
I ran 4.5 miles. Not at all once. Since I haven’t been running since October, 2013 I want to take it slow and easy. I was amazed at myself though. The first day out I tell the girls, “I’m only running 1 mile. So I should be home in 15-20 minutes.” (I told you I was going to take it slow.)
I did 1.53 in 21 minutes.
No, it won’t win any awards. It definitely was not my fastest or best time. But I’m happy.
Tomorrow I’ll have a funny story about the FullCup Prison that again, is muct like Alcatraz only not quite. This one even involves the local men in blue.