Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year - catching up with friends, perhaps a little too many champagnes, and definitely way too much food. But it is making me a fabulous juggler should a circus require one. Trying to train to a normal schedule, work and attempt a normal social life can be challenging.
It makes it even harder when you throw a bunch of overly competitive friends together, and give them a King Of the Mountain Challenge doing hill repeats at Watsons Bay in the hope of earning the polka dotted jersey. Despite making for an interesting trip up the stairs at the train station after training, and the gloom of having to run on extremely tired legs this evening, and throw in another "before Christmas Catchup" I can think of worse ways to start a morning :)
