Colourful twinkle lights all along the boardwalk:
Spotting a beautiful vision of my moms decorating her tree when I went to visit her last week:
Our version of a Charlie Brown Christmas tree, a dwarfed Alberta spruce, with that fresh green smell wafting through the loft air:
Our Christmas tree topper of love birds:
The most spectacular gingerbread houses I ever did see on Gingerbread Lane at the Hyatt in Vancouver.
Sparkly Christmas flats that I just had to have – and on sale:
And my present state of determination:
YESTERDAY’S RUN:
- 7:30 a.m. BG before: 9.1
- Temp. basal: -50 per cent (1.5 hours)
- Distance: 6.5 km
- Average pace: 6:35 min/km
- Time: 42:42
- 9 a.m. BG after: 3.9
Yesterday’s run was bad, like real bad. I had got up especially early because I knew I had a lot to do, and I didn’t want to neglect a run, which I’ve been doing far too much of lately. I had planned on going out for a good, solid, brisk 10 km. However, when the lights finally came on outside and I started on my way, I felt like crud. I thought maybe it was just the starter 3 km thing, as sometimes it takes a bit for me to find my groove, but nope, that wasn’t it at all. Three kilometres came and went and I was still feeling awful. I was overheating, my legs were clomping all over the place, my music was irritating the hell out of me, and at one point, I thought I was going to hurl, like right there in the middle of the sidewalk. This was not good.
I stopped at 4 km and weighed my options. I could keep going and feel like crud for the entire 10 km, which wouldn’t be a good run, or I could reroute and cut the run short. That’s what I did. I was not happy about the decision. I do not like to wimp out on my runs, and cutting the run short, to me, felt like I was wimping out.
Hours later, I made right with that decision. I hit the trainer.
LAST NIGHT’S TRAINER:
- 8:30 p.m. BG before: 6.6 (3 DEX)
- Temp. basal: -100 per cent
- Time: 50 minutes
- 9:30 p.m. BG after: 3.3
My style of a duathlon 😀
I hate those runs. I had one like that not too long ago. The problem with them is that you have to get to the +3km to find out that it’s just a crappy run.
I LOVED all your pictures. so beautiful! especially the shoes 😉
Oh, you’re so festive! I love your tree. And I LOVE those flats! Too bad i can’t wear flats for too long at a time… damn plantar fasciitis!
Also thanks for your card, lovely lady. It’s prominently displayed in our front hall 🙂