First I want to thank you for all of your heartfelt comments on my last post. I can always count on this blogging community to come through with support, insights and kindness.
Ken and I headed out the door this weekend to run in 20 degree temps. My perfect running weather involves calm winds (or a tail wind that miraculously changes direction to be at your back the whole way), sunshine and low 50 degree temps. We were only 30 degrees colder than my ideal. This gives me the right to complain and shiver and cuss. I did this for the first half of the run until I warmed up. If you want to run with me and be on the receiving end of this spew, let me know. Sometimes I even pee myself just to stay warm.
As we headed out Sam asked what I was wearing. He said it in such a way that made me think he was judging me. How dare he. He then asked if I would be sporting this very outfit when I went to run errands later. He acted as if I don't do this everyday. I told him, why yes I would be wearing this ghetto outfit all day. I would especially be wearing it when I came into his 8th grade classroom to do the Macarena for his friends.
Since I work from home it is commonplace not workout then stay in my clothes well into the afternoon. Ken is working now so I try to shower and change before he gets home to make it look like I believe in hygiene. I also clear the dishes out of the sink and so some other stuff. I know some of you do this too. I KNOW IT.
Later, my mom, Joie and I made Christmas cookies. I don’t mean we rolled out some dough and used cookie cutters and icing while drinking wine. I mean we got down to some serious business. We made 8 kinds including Peanut Butter Blossoms, Mexican Wedding Cookies, Cocoa Balls, Cranberry/Orange, Spritz, Pecan Lace, , Peanut Butter Cups, and some other chocolate bar cookie my mom made from the Joy of Cooking.
Yes, we just made one of each.
Growing up we always had the cocoa balls and the spritz cookies, so they are my favorites. We also used to make gingerbread men and decorate them to hang on the tree. We also strung popcorn and cranberries with a needle and thread for the tree. My mom was that mom who went above and beyond. Me, not so much.
Funny thing about me, I don’t even like cookies that much. Weird, I know. I’m more of a cake/donut kind of girl. I do love the tradition of baking them, though, and watching the kids scarf them up.
The best news of the weekend? I got the heat in my car fixed. You have no idea what this means to me. I figured it would costs hundreds, but it was $60. $60 has brought me pure happiness.
What’s your favorite running temp?
How long do you stay in your clothes after a workout?
What’s your favorite holiday cookie to make? Feel free to share recipes!