Last night I laid my clothes out:long sleeved shirt, tights, gloves, hat. I was going to get up early and go on a run. Really I was going to. Then the alarm went off. 5:43 a.m. (the odd number makes me feel as if I am really not all that conventional). I couldn't move. Seriously, it was like I was chained to the bed. I think gravity is stronger when there is a warm bed and a cold morning involved in the equation. I need to read an inspiring book or something. Either I will have to resign myself to unhealthiness or figure out how to drag my sorry self out of bed. I'm afraid Mike is no help in this area. Only two things get him up earlier than he has to for school; both things involve death or the loss of vital body parts. :) Maybe Summer will start running in the mornings with me. She did get some nike running shoes for her birthday.
Happy Birthday Summer! Summer is one of the most "put-together" women I know. She is good at everything and always seems to be right on top of things. We are so glad you are part of our family, Summer.
With Christmas parties and colder temperatures predicted I will probably resign myself to a very unhealthy season. Oh well.
We decorated for Christmas this week. Holidays are so much fun with kids. Kenzie loved putting the tree up and she was such a helper.