As of 16 hours ago, No-Excuses November officially ended.
…I made a lot of excuses. A lot. And yes, I regret it.
But now, in what I’m calling Do-or-Die December (because I don’t know if it actually has a name), it’s another new start. It’s another month of chances to do things right, to make a little progress, to be a little prouder, happier. It’s that last hurrah before we get to make new resolutions… or renew the same one. Above all else, it’s the do-or-die period of 2011, and well, I happen to be quite the proponent of this whole “doing” thing.
SO. Today, the 10K training called for a 30-40 minute easy run, and my brain, in normal Rachel fashion, started making every complaint possible - these pants are too hot. Legs are still sore. Not enough time before class. Haven’t quite shaken off last night’s beers.
I ran anyway. I fought myself the entire way, but I ran, and 40 minutes of hills, angry bus drivers and Dashboard Confessional later, I was happy.
Now, I’m going out for dinner tonight with fabulous family I haven’t seen in years. I’m floating in the Dead Sea, sleeping in Bedouin tents, and hiking this (Mt. Yishay) for the next two days:
On Sunday, my father comes to Israel for the first time in his life, and THEN, I have a 10K in Jerusalem to conquer in 11 days.
And this is just the beginning of December.
It’s a new month. It’s my final opportunity to make the most of 2011 - legitimately the most incredible year of my life - and of my last month in Israel. It’s going to be amazing.