Went out for 10 miles at Liberty Park in the dark. The goal was to work on control my emotions and speed, and do a hard mile then a recovery mile (some may call this speed work, but that makes me gag). But, alas, there was terrible weather tragedy- 18 degrees and raining. Really. That's ALMOST as bad as -20F and 25mph wind. How can it be that cold and raining, not snowing? It was terrible. I was a human popsicle by mile 4, and decided that I would discontinue the speed efforts and instead just force my popsicle body to finish the run. I did.
So, New Years. It was a good day. Took the boys (+1 nephew) to the Ogden hot springs and soaked for a couple of hours. Loaded my ipod with new music with my husband in the morning, and ate a yummy dinner at my sister "Pretty Kimmy's" house. Oh, and I also got to raid her D.I. pile, which has now replenished my wardrobe. Although I need to sew some of the clothes to fit a bit smaller.
For New Years Eve we went to the Hogle Zoo lights & party (which had a 9pm countdown for the kids). Then we put the boys to bed, snuggled and watched TV. We're new kids in town, and we're really popular, if you didn't notice.
As for goals? 2012 My goal was to be the year of no excuses. That went pretty well.
2013... So many options. There's all the obvious ones, don't injure myself, continue to raise my beautiful and well-behaved children (who are miraculously doing so well), nurture my marriage, excel at my job, train harder.... blah, blah, blah (good things.)
A friend posted on facebook the question asking why we run- health reasons, social reasons, or for the love of the sport. I joked asking where the "self-abuse" option was. He was probing to see if the group would still run without a fitness benefit. I began to probe myself more. If I had nothing to prove, if I was satisfied with myself, if I had no emotions and craziness to purge, if I really loved my life and myself, would I still run?
2013. Goals are still simple. It will be the year of discovery. I've been a religion fence-sitter for long enough. I've been unsure on how hard I can push myself near my injury line. Add in there the buying of a house in a few weeks, running my first 100, and my pathetic attempts to be less awkward in social situations and we can call this my resolutions.
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