The holidays isn’t exactly “weight loss time” for me. It’s a time of some stress, surrounded by treats, and I bake gifts, cookies mostly. I did make knitted gifts this year too. (Here’s me in a scarf I knitted as a gift.)
And I haven’t had the energy to get to the gym: weekends have been devoted to holiday adventures and errands. I was up until 10pm last night finishing up a batch of rugelach (remind me to chose a simpler cookie next year, please!) I also worked overtime 2 nights last week.
This has been a tough year. It has involved a lot of prayers and tears and adjustments, losses, and sucking it up. I always thought I could get through it, but it never felt easy. A major life shift. I knew it was coming; though I didn’t think it would fall out the way it did (losing my job). I guess no one ever expects the Spanish Inquisition…
So here’s to a beautiful holiday, that really represents the spirit of giving. And to the New Year, I hope it’s a good one, like John Lennon says, one without fear.