During the initial planning I know who I have to spend my time with during Christmas. I need to see my grandparents, who live about 3 hours from me. Can not miss my grandfather cooking pierogis in an old fashion way. It's one of my favorite holiday traditions (delicious food).
After the cookies, candies, and delicious food settles into my love handles, is when I start contemplating about getting back on the treadmill and marking down miles for the week. I know that I have to make my weekly goal of 13+ miles but there is so much more important than those miles. I want to spend time with the family, telling stories and laughing till it's time for bed. I would hate for the family to think that I want to put my wants over them.
However, there is a little voice that tells me (especially at my sister's house) that if I do run, even just a short run I am showing my nieces and nephews that you should always be reaching for your goals in life. It won't take me all day maybe at the most 40 minutes or so.
Last year I let all the worrying and fears of training get the better of me. Will I train during the holiday season in between to cookies and mash potatoes? I am going to try my best to make it to the treadmill and clock my miles. I won't get down on myself if I don't, I know that I will get back on scheduled soon. Christmas isn't about me and my miles, its about being with the ones that you love! Merry Christmas!
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