If we were having a late night coffee chat, I'd tell you...
Pandora's Relaxation Radio is playing in my ears, but I've been tempted to switch over to Christmas music. And I'm not usually one of those let's celebrate early! types of people. Maybe it's the election or maybe it's seeing that other people have started decorating early on social media?
I don't know about you, but I've always done my best, most creative work late at night, and often on a deadline. Anyway, tonight, I know I must be tired, but I don't feel it. It's like my brain forgot to tell my body I'm running on 5.5 hours of broken sleep.
I'm toying with the idea of signing up for the Eugene Marathon this spring and training hard for it. But then again, that sounds like SO much work.
But I have already decided I'm running two long(ish) trail races in 2017 — Hagg Lake 25K and Peterson Ridge Rumble 20 miler (the manfriend will be running it too!). For whatever reason, the trail races don't get me all psyched out like a marathon does. I guess that's because the trail vibe always feels like "Hey, enjoy this beautiful scenery!" rather than "Don't stop for any reason whatsoever. Just keep going no matter how much it hurts."
Henry found my retainer I've been missing for a few years now, so I cleaned it and started wearing it again. Here's to hoping my teeth will go back to where they were.
While I know H is not yet able to do much crafting, I still want to do all the holiday crafts, even if that means I'm doing 99.9% of the work. Lindsey and I made turkeys with the boys last week. The only work they had to do was let us trace their hands and try to rip off the turkey's eyes.
Sitting here on the couch in quiet, flipping through the Stance holiday catalog feels so peaceful. And yet, in a week Thanksgiving will be here and thus the snowball to Christmas. No matter the quantity or size of gifts on my list, the holiday prep always catches me off guard. Breathe in. Breathe out.
We have had a few (mostly) gorgeous weeks around here, which have been really nice. BUT I am secretly excited that it's getting colder and am already looking forward to bundling up for tomorrow morning's run (low 40s F).
H at the end of our little hike last week
Okay, so that quick chat turned into a bit more, but isn't that always how it works? Happy calm before the storm, friends.
What's on your mind right now?