I've been dutifully training, despite the cold, wind, snow, dark, and more cold. The Saturday long run group was to take two weeks off, but at the last minute, the Saturday run got moved to Friday, Christmas Eve, so I got one more group run in before the end of the year. Next Saturday will be the New Year's Day 5K.
It was just a delightful run. I had a bad couple of weeks, training-wise, and a terrible day or two life-wise. Driving to the track this morning, I was in one of those "run or cry" moods.
I picked running.
Lo and behold, who should be our group captain this week but Coach Mark himself. He even ran a few miles with me and some other slowpokes - talk about a Christmas miracle. I wasn't fast today, and my hip was definitely crabby about all the cold weather, but I reached a level of zen in my run that I don't often find. I was running with three other women, and we chatted until we got to a hill, and then we'd all get quiet and chug along, and then we'd chat again.
All is right with the world this Christmas Eve. Wishing you joy and peace this holiday.
