So, those of us North of the 49th parallel (in the America's) are enjoying a lovely turkey weekend (seriously, it is more like summer out there than mid-October).
I definitely have a love-hate relationship with holidays. The family and food: so.damn.good. The food: so.damn.fattening. And yes, one could always say no to something, but who has the willpower to turn down gravy and biscuits and turkey and butter drenched mashed potatoes? (Obviously, I do not).
So, to mitigate the after effects of the oh-so-very-delicious supper, I walked to my mom's. Popped the boys in BOB and away we went... just over 5km and it took us just under an hour. Yay us!
I've plateaued... but I'm hoping that every.little.bit will count...
How do you stay on track during the holidays?