Happy New Year!

Dave and I actually made it out last night for a little New Year's celebration.  Gone are the young and fun couple of New Years 2000 that jammed all night to Widespread Panic in Atlanta and refused to sleep.  Ten years later, and they have been replaced by the 30-something couple that has to wake up the next morning to change the oil in the car, paint window sills, and take dogs on play dates.  

When Dave saw this picture, he said we looked old.  I agree- we still have a picture of us from 2000,  and it will be funny to see the picture on New Year's 2020.  

I enjoyed spending time with some friends that I don't get a chance to see normally.  They are all really good runners too, so it was motivating to spend some time in their company.  
Cayenne and Shelby Angel must have partied too hard last night.  Dave caught them snuggling the afternoon away.  

And for my New Year's Day run, I completed 3 x 10 minutes.  Things are moving along at a slow, but steady pace.  My old running buddy, Gina, has resurfaced from the depths of new-motherhood to train with me again, so it looks like my excuses from 2009 will no longer be available to me and I will have to claim 2010 as my year.   :)