Run, Run, Reindeer


Christmas morning before the sun comes up is one of my favorite times to run, which is saying a lot because I don’t like the winter (Christmas is in the winter in the western U.S.), especially, if there is snow on the ground.

But the snow makes everything so quiet and no one is out driving around Christmas morning. Everyone leaves their Christmas lights on all night and their bright colors red, green, yellow, blues, purples, and white reflect off the snow.

If the sky is clear, the moon light makes the snow look like diamond dust has been sprinkled across the ground. My breath crystalizes as it leaves my lungs, creating a cloud before me each time I exhale. My nose gets chilly as I move through the cold air, which has a slight metallic smell to it during the winter. My feet crunch and pack the snow down as I land and roll from mid foot to fore foot.

I do feel like a little bit of a creeper because I like to watch the lights come on in the houses as the kids wake up to find presents under the Christmas tree. I even look in the windows as I run by to share in the pure joy of children on Christmas morning. I don’t stop and peer through the glass panes, so I figure I haven’t crossed the line into suspicious criminal like behavior where people will start calling the police.

There is no other morning like Christmas morning. Christmas is not my favorite holiday, not even close, but this part of Christmas is the one part that has held onto that Christmas spirit I felt when I was a small child and saw on my children’s faces when they were much younger than they are now.

This year I may not get to run Christmas morning, due to the healing stress fracture in my right foot. But you never know, Santa could grant my Christmas wish even if it’s only a mile.

Merry Christmas Everyone!

2 thoughts on “Run, Run, Reindeer

  1. Kevin December 24, 2015 / 3:49 pm

    Oh you have to get out there again this Christmas. It is worth it, even for just a mile.

  2. So... December 24, 2015 / 3:58 pm

    Merry Christmas!

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