Having my birthday at Christmas can be a bit of a chore for the relatives who have over the last few years run out of ideas for expensive things to buy me, so having a new hobby like running has been a godsend to rels and The Horribles (children) alike. This Christmas Birthday has resulted in Santa delivering a TomTom, a head torch that ABBA could write a song about and yet another pair of running shoes (the previous pair got dirty) that seem to have found their way onto the tootsies along with more left and right running socks in colours I wouldn't have been seen dead in a few months ago - but now I'm a flourescent jacket and tight wearing kind of guy then who cares!
But I guess the biggest present was seeing how proud the dear children were of their very dear Dad for giving up smoking and taking to the streets as a runner and the time and enthusiasm that they spent buying these presents is kind of a reflection of this.
So my new gps watch took me running (or ice-skating) this morning and between us we knocked out a 10K then did a little work out on the outdoor gym overlooking my beach. One thing I wasn't expecting was for TomTom to suddenly and out of the blue vibrate with the force of a pneumatic drill after 5K - nearly had a heart attack - which is not really the idea - perhaps the Horribles are after their inheritance - humph!
So this year has seen some massive changes in my life and probably in yours - so long may it continue and all the best for 2015 fellow runners