Right now I’m likely above the skies en route to Charlotte NC where my connector is. Then I travel to Boston, I’ll have a lovely dinner with my family and then travel back to my place at some point. When I left New England snow was predicted for today. Hopefully nothing materialized because
A) I freaking hate the snow
B) I’m coming from a warm locale
C) I don’t want to get delayed
D) I freaking hate the snow
Anyway the point of all that is I’ll have a race report up when I’m good and ready and rested from the travel. Instead, today, you get:
The rest of this post is nice and sentimental (some holiday spirits flowing? Celebrating a good weekend perhaps?) so I feel a little like a terrible person for posting the above picture. Forgive me? hahah
Okay so I’m writing this in advance (like my post on Friday) and I really didn’t want to do ANOTHER running post. I mean, yes, MM stands for Marathon Maiden. But honestly: I am (was? this writing for the future stuff is hard and confusing haha) tapering after all. You really can’t expect much more from me in terms of running stuff.
So on last Wednesday night (the night before I was leaving Providence and actually typing this up) I couldn’t take sitting around. I was antsy from tapering and couldn’t run over things in my mind. I tried reading but failed. I had energy to burn.
Then I remembered that when I came back from Thanksgiving I “borrowed” the fake tree my family owns. And I figured that it would be a good idea to spend some time setting it up and putting on my ornaments.
So I took the tree out of the garbage bags it was wrapped in, put it in the stand and unfolded it (sorry not pics of this as I only remembered that this would make a good post after the fact hah!). The I opened the box of ornaments and found this:
And, for reasons unbeknownst to me because I am not a very openly emotional person, I teared up and got very verklempt.
Okay a little background of my growing up: every year, since my very first year on this earth, my parents have given me an ornament. The idea is that when I move out (ahem like now) me (and my siblings) will have ~20 ornaments to place on our first trees. Granted we all have more than 20 (as various family members have given us them as well as buying them on our own) but, in my case, 23 of them are specifically labeled as THE Christmas ornaments.
Inside that package was my 24th
Right next to this one is my very first ornament ever
And, of course, the ornament that sets me apart from all
I probably could take a picture of EVERY ornament and have a story or something for each one. Some good. Some bad. Some embarrassing. But it was quite a good night setting up this guy
I was so proud of this that I pixted (text picture?) it to my mom with a smiley face and got the reply of “Looks great. Nice job decorating”. Mother approved 🙂
I actually set up the tree while my roomies are out and, as I type this, they haven’t yet returned to see it. I’m thinking that it makes the apartment nice and home-y. In fact the setting up tuckered me out so I was able to sit still and read under it 🙂