Despite all the snow, I’ve been out running still.
I’ve been driving quite often, on snow covered roads,
And somehow my head has yet to explode!
I know I haven’t been blogging as often as I once did, Modern Philosophers, so I wrote that little poem to show you that you’re still very important to me.
Life has just gotten in the way lately.
It’s not like the stories have stopped. On the contrary, my head is now overcrowded with tales needing to be told, but I haven’t been able to find the time to sit down to set the words free on the internet.
When I do have some free time, I’m too exhausted to string together a concise thought.
Even though the Christmas Season is lonely and devoid of presents for me, I like to busy myself to keep my mind off how sad I’m supposed to be.
I’m currently involved in my annual tradition of planning the Christmas festivities at the office. Yesterday was the Ugly Sweater Contest, today was Desk Decorating, tomorrow is Secret Santa, Thursday is the Cookie Party, and Friday is our Holiday Breakfast.
Yes, this means my head is spinning as I hustle to get all my work done, while also making sure the Christmas fun goes off without a hitch. I really enjoy planning a holly, jolly week for my coworkers, so I don’t mind how exhausting it can be.
Here’s a photo of my yummy gifts. Thank you, Secret Santa!
It has been snowing quite a bit lately.
Which is nothing new with this being Maine and all.
Those of you who have been following this blog for a while, know that the worst symptom of my Post Traumatic Snow Disorder is my almost paralyzing fear of driving in snow.
I’d freak out for days leading up to a storm, constantly checking the weather for snowfall predictions, and then work myself into a state of high anxiety as I watched the snow accumulate over the course of a day.
Then once I got behind the wheel, it was tense, white knuckle driving all the way.
I’m so pleased to report that things are very different this year. Now that I have the RAV4 and its All Wheel Drive, I no longer stress about the weather.
Just the other day, a coworker commented how relaxed I was during a storm, and correctly noted that my new car was the reason for the change.
And it is so true.
When I drive now, I am calm, collected, and even sing along to the radio. There is no more praying alloud. No more sitting ramrod straight and being so focused on the road that I forget to breath.
The RAV4 has both a rear defrost and a rear wiper. I can see it all.
The All Wheel Drive keeps me safely on the road, and allows me to speed up my steep, slippery driveway, even when it’s covered in snow.
I can’t even find the words to describe what a relief it is to be released from such a heavy stress burden. It’s always going to snow in Maine during the winter, but now I don’t have to be a sniveling mess every time I see a snowflake.
Don’t get me wrong…I don’t suddenly love snow.
I just no longer fear it as I once did.
Another worrisome symptom of my Post Traumatic Snow Disorder was my lack of desire to get outside to be active. As a result, I’d pack on the pounds every winter. And I mean, really pack them on. Like I was worried I’d never see food again once spring arrived.
We’re more than halfway through December, and I’m still running five days a week. I’m losing weight rather than collecting it like a crazed hoarder.
And I feel like a total bad ass when I’m done.
Plus, I get to wear my sexy safety vest and cowl.
Since I was so determined to keep running through the winter, I scouted various alternate routes before the snow arrived. Now I have quiet, well lit, and lightly trafficked streets on which to run.
I basically have the road to myself, and as long as I see blacktop, I keep running. Once the road ahead turns white and shiny, I know it’s too dangerous, so I turn around and remain in my safe zone.
Some mornings, I return from my run and shovel the driveway. Now that’s an awesome workout that’s absolutely free. I highly recommend it.
I’m sorry I haven’t been around, but at least now you know why.
How have you guys been? Are you having a happy holiday season?