We've been keeping a low profile as of late: staying in over going out; spending time planning for the future; working hard as we save for a house. It's good to stay focused on something positive, after the rough few months we've had.
Steven ran a race called the Survival of the Fittest, a 10-km dash through Battersea Power Station (which I think is being torn down?) in London. The weather was delightful (cold, but just look at that blue sky!) and the beer tent was warm enough to entice this observer that watching was worthwhile. We've taken up running as a life philosophy, it seems, so it was only fitting that this was the first race of the season. 
Later, in early December, Steven, his brother Terry, and I all hit the country for a 12-km race. It was delightful.
Despite the holidays, it's been twp healthy months over across the pond and a new pair of running tights were certainly in order, thanks to my mom. I may or may not have been quoted saying, "These tights make me run so much faster!" Why not?
I hope your body is treating you right and you are repaying the favour. xx
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