I was just saying to Mitts the other day, how lucky some of us are to live between more cultures. Well, in Italy Christmas celebrations begin on December 8th, followed by the 13th (St. Lucy) and then a midnight feast on the 24th followed in my house by UK full Victorian Christmas fare on the 25th. But it don't stop here folks! Here in Italy it is non-stop culinary over-indulgence until January 6th when the Befana -- a witch who brings good kids sweets and chocolate and even more toys -- arrives. And if you're bad you get lumps of black (delicious) coal-like sugary substance that will cost your parents an arm and a leg in orthodontics
So after doing my back in on Christmas Day (see earlier posts) and over-indulging in just about anything edible and, of course, drinkable, today I went out running. And gosh, was I slow. Garmin couldn't locate anything for the first 10 minutes, but when it did, I got the all time gold medal for the slowest 30 minute jog in the universe! Too much food has slowed me down big time!
So, despite having to carry on till January 6th with more than just a plate of pasta, but 3 or even 4 course meals that go on for ages, (I could say no, but that'd be party pooperish!) I do most solemnly swear to get back on the wagon and run on alternate days.