Coming undone

Tonight I ate a delicious greasy wine burger alone at a small town country bar and chatted with the locals. I haven't run since Christmas Eve when my attempt at the mountain was thwarted by rain. I did go snowboarding yesterday, which counts as exercise. But I haven't run in the cold. I just really don't want to. So I figure I'll call it a year and start over January 1.

Late

But I must admit it, that I would marry you in an instant
Damn your wife, I'd be your mistress just to have you around
But I was late for this, late for that, late for the love of my life
And when I die alone, when I die alone, when I die I'll be on time
- Cleopatra, Lumineers

Another shout out to my Blista Sista for this little diddy. I did 5 miles today, not because I'm ambitious but because when I got to the top of the trailhead I realized I had to poop so I turned around. False start as it were. I had a beautiful person reach out to me this week and yeah, damn his wife I'd be his mistress.

How it falls apart

Well there's no need to be nervous
I'm not dangerous anymore
Yeah I've cleaned up and found Jesus
And he's waiting at the door
- Saint Motel

Thanks to my Blista Sista for this gem. December has rapidly fallen apart after a 55 mile November. I've been gone almost every week for work. Once I even forgot my suitcase. Traveling that much makes it super hard to be energized and organized enough to run. And I looked at my calendar today and haven't been logging any runs so I'm not even sure how much I've gone. Ugh. Back at it.