My friend Amber said to me yesterday, “I’m thinking of trying to streak in December.” Amber is famous for saying things that are 100% true but also 100% misleading.
Amber is not planning to run naked anywhere. She’s planning a running streak, as in, running at least a mile every single day during the month of December.
This is definitely one of those challenges that makes my eyes light up with anticipation of following through on something so “doable” as running just one mile (or more if I want!) every day. I am endlessly optimistic each time something like this comes up, no matter how recent my last follow-through failure has been.
With that said, I boldly state with fist on desktop that I am going to run at least one mile every day in December. Today is Day 1 and I haven’t failed yet! I ran this morning! How about that. It was my turn to walk the dog so I got geared up in my oh-shoot-I-need-to-do-laundry cold weather running ensemble (respectable stuff as yet unwashed since Turkey Trot, so I was thankful for early morning darkness, given my improvised combo of pink thermal leggings under raggedly cropped yoga pants).
Brady was not as excited about running as I was, but I’m pretty sure we ran at least a mile, and also walked about a mile. And then I had to walk a mile (briskly) to the metro because I missed my bus, so, I’ve got some mileage in today, I’m calling Day 1 checked off. Shazam.