Merry Christmas

Christmas day I woke up early, but not to open presents. It was 50 something degrees and the sun was shining. It was a great day for running on the beach.

I mapped out my run on google maps–7 miles–the first three were on the beach and the last four through Belle Terre back to my house on Long Island.

It was gorgeous. My eyes fluttered while I ran; the sun was so bright and the reflection off the water was stunning. As my feet sunk into the wet sand smothered in shells and rocks, and I  spotted couples sharing moments.

A couple sat with their puppies as I ran by and wished them a Merry Christmas. I raced the Port Jeff ferry out of the harbor, and it won only by a little bit. 🙂

I ran along the beach to the cove–it’s a place I spent many July fourths lighting fire works and drinking on the beach. It’s so beautiful. A giant dune separates the cove from the north side of Port Jeff beaches. I climbed to the top of the dune and looked out over the PJ Harbor, the boats slinking off into the distance and CT across the sound.

I sat taking it all in. I wish I could’ve snapped a picture.

The first part of the run felt like nothing (even though I know running on the beach is a GREAT workout) and the run back was refreshing-weird, I know.

It was a great run, but the next day I was SO sore. A good sore, but sore.

I ran 12 miles while I was home and skipped out on my 9-11 mile run today (figured I’ll do it tomorrow when I’m not traveling).

I’m stuck at JFK airport on a 2 hour delay. Fun stuff.

Happy Holidays!