Christmas Eve (squared)
It's December 23rd, or Christmas Eve Eve. Another year has passed, and as always, I now reflect on goals achieved and goals ignored, the good times and the bad, and also as always, I appreciate the fact that there was more good than bad. It was an unusual year in running. While it was my lowest mileage year in a long time, my running got me some attention this year. I was written up in a local magazine, did my first half-ironman triathlon, and inspired others to join the running circuit. I didn't get to do a marathon again this year (second in a row), but I'm ending the year optimistic, and signed up for one in May. My weight - well, that's a different kind of high. In looking back, I realize that this year has just been the latest in a string of years of decreasing interest in taking the steps I should be taking on nutrition. Frankly, this is also the year that I realized what's really going on in my gut and in my head, and I'm starti...