Spent the last two weeks with my kids because they were home from school due to Christmas break. This is always a good thing because it inevitably means doing things that I normally don't do. And not doing things I normally do. Like not running. Because why? Because I need a break Which is bad thinking because these two weeks meant ingesting large amounts of food. Like all of it. And this is when I chose NOT to run? Not really the brightest idea. But that's neither here nor there. Because it's on my thighs, now. And it's back to reality tomorrow. Which is good. I suppose. Routine begets a non-routine every now and then. To perserve sanity. And I think, with the new year, I'm going to find something new to do. And do it well. Not sure what this "new" thing is, but I'll let you know when I figure it out. And I'm going to love people more. Because really, it's a very hard and also a very simple thing to do. Especially when