It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year!

Ho Ho Ho! Merry Christmas!

This week has been a whirlwind of fun and exciting things. I try to keep myself focused on these things to keep my mind off the fact that the half marathon is only 22 days away! I'm starting to panic and anxiety attacks are just around the corner.

Back to the fun stuff, it all started just a few days ago with my grandparents' 60th wedding anniversary. We celebrated, we ate, we drank, we laughed. It's hard to tell someone just how much their commitment to each other means to all of us. Without their union, our whole family wouldn't exist so to say we owe them a lot would be the understatement of the century.

December 23, 1949

December 23, 2009

How blessed! We love you Mama and Papa!

Next it was on to Christmas! This was my first Christmas with Landon (I missed his first one last year since we were out of town) so it gave me so much joy to see him open presents and enjoy this special holiday. He ran around in his Christmas pj's and his little hands worked so hard tearing paper and trying to pull off ribbons. He is such a total cutie!
It was such a wonderful day! I love my family so much and value all the time we spend together--another thing my words cannot fully express. I thank them for their giving hearts and endless love, not just at Christmas, but all the time...I am so, so lucky.

And now, this brings us to today and I find myself switching gears to another important day...my husband's birthday! Again, I'm at a loss for words to describe how lucky I am to have Scott as my husband and best friend. For five long years, I had a crush on this guy and dreamed about us one day being married...I had no idea God would actually let that come true for me and let me live my dream. So to my wonderful, loving husband, I wish you a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I love you so very much!
For now, it's time to celebrate but tomorrow will be back to training. I'm attempting 8 miles tomorrow but have been feeling another calf issue so I have no idea how far I'll get. I'm to the point now where I know if I can get to the start line without an injury, I could finish (slowly, but I could finish). We are 22 days out and I'm trying so hard not to be klutzy Laura-- running into doorways, jamming toes, tripping, etc., etc. It's really difficult but I'm in the home stretch and just trying to make it there!