Suppose it's safe to post my mileage for December and the full year of 2021. I decided after my last test that I'm nowhere near getting back to a regular schedule, let alone training for anything.
4 miles for December.
581 for the year, most of that was in January-February and then another decent stretch in June-September. Couple of highlights: running double digits in early September in the PNW. Checked off the Ragnar from the bucket list. Welcomed Theo (GS#1) to the world. Visited the GD's in Dallas. Saw T-Rex graduate, get married and get her first job. Got the floors done. Didn't get sick. Saved a ton of money on gas by continuing my commute to the dining room for work.
Amanda's been working really hard on what's wrong with me. I can't remember the specifics, but basically I'm all messed up on the left side. Which I knew of course, but not precisely the bio-mechanics involved. She keeps trying to get the pieces around my hip and lower back to release, but it's slow work. Can't help but assume that every time I go out for a couple of miles to see how things are that I'm setting things back again.
So, we'll see if my 63rd year is better than my 62nd has been, running wise.
Already for Christmas here. Presents under the tree for the two of us. All the others out and delivered to their respective destinations south and west. Oreos dipped, bagged and ready for delivery.
Merry Christmas, boys and girls (and whatever else you choose - I'm not one to judge).