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Over on the Another Mother Runner blog, a few words about the end of the year. Spoiler: I haven't done as much running as I'd hope. Or, at least, running in an athletic sense.

• I haven't forgotten about these. Nor has the ocean.
• I look forward to this every. dang. year.
• FINALLY.
• Let me be one of these ladies.
• We really don't deserve dogs.
• Clip and save.
• So complicated.
• HRH has a corgi.

"First off, you didn’t choose this life. This life chose you. You’re not here because you want this. You’re here because you need this. You’re here because there’s an itch under your skin that only gets scratched from the 25th day of Kislev to the second day of Tevet and it’s four-twenty-three p.m. on the 25th day of Kislev and you know precisely what the fuck that means. Fives minutes ’til sundown. When we’ll welcome the mistress Chanukah and play dreidel so hard we slide in our own blood."

- Jen Spyra, Ultimate Dreidel Fighting Rules

• A fun fact to know and to trade.
• We all have a similar bunny.
• A list, in case you need it.
• Running while plus-sized.
• Alcoholism is a disease; not a personality.
• The lies about onions. This has long been a peeve of mine.

"I am an ordinary runner. I was ordinary from the moment I began, meaning, probably a lot like you. I didn’t start out as a 300-pounder, I never lost a limb and ran through it, I’m not a cancer survivor, I was never in jail, never homeless, never an addict, not running to compensate for a smoking habit, gambling problem, secret girlfriend, or any other dramatic deficit. I’ll never quit, but I have to talk myself into getting out every time. I don’t live to run, I run to live. My greatest sin is that I’m average."

-- Marc Parent, The Dark Art of Sticking to It.