Well – today I was *supposed* to be surprising my mom with her Christmas present – tickets to see the Rockettes in DC, followed by dinner at Farmers & Fishers with Nick, Melanie & JJ. But – alas, last night around 12:30 or so (I think), I checked my email to find that the show was canceled, and alas, we canceled our dinner reservation to go with it. *sigh* – I had really been looking forward to it. My mom didn’t seem overly concerned when she unwrapped tickets today to the show that wasn’t happening. Aaah well.
We dug out this morning. First, Nick & Jeff dug out Jeff & Mandy’s car, and those two hit the road back to the ROC by about 10AM this morning. Then Nick and I went out to dig out our cars- according to the meter stick, we got a good 20″ of snow, unheard of down here. It was light and powdery though, so fairly easy to move without a shovel. 
Digging out my car!
It didn’t take too long, though we weren’t digging with a purpose as we didn’t have anyplace to be. On the contrary, mom and I baked today for her holiday gifts, and we watched Elf while I attempted to get some miles in on the treadmill (boooo to not being able to run outside!) We were going to head down into DC tonight for dinner with Melanie anyway, but after taking Pinot for a walk and realizing that it was sort of cold out – we decided against it, and instead attempted to see the holiday light show right here in the Gburg (it was closed) with dinner at Old Country Buffet. My mom loved OCB, so at least we got that in tonight! And we watched Christmas Vacation, classic.
A few randoms – so, I’m fairly all or nothing. Nick sometimes tells me that I see things too much in black and white, with not enough shades of gray. Which is true – I am. Especially when it comes to fitness. If I work out every day – or 5-6 days a week even – I’m golden. But whenever I try to do the whole ‘moderation’ thing at 3-4x a week, I end up getting lazy, putting it off, and not doing it at all. (You can imagine how good I am at not trying to work out at all.) So on the whole, I’d rather be at the 6 days a week mark because I just feel a lot healthier. Combine this with this whole trying to ramp up and train for a race thing. As I’ve mentioned before, this is (I think) week 20 out of 30, and so far, up until this point, I’ve run exactly what I was “supposed” to run on a given week, every week up until now. And then there was yesterday, when 20″ of snow fell. And the trails were not plowed. And I hate treadmill running. But I got a good 8 in today inside (instead of the scheduled 13), which overall, I’m OK with. Moderation, right? Shades of gray – I’m in them headfirst. But looking out to next week – Nebraska is going to be snowy and frigid. The next long run is slated for a whopping 15 degrees, with who knows how much snow on the ground. Which means that I think some/all/most of the runs next week may fall to the wayside. Which is really bugging me, because I’ve been so darned good up until now. And half of this whole thing is mental. Aaah well. I guess we’ll see how things go once we get back, and do as much as I can this week without being crazy about it.
