In my life, celebrations tend to cluster in mid-winter. My birthday falls three days before Christmas. As most “Christmas babies” know, it’s easy to get lost in the holiday shuffle. Not so this year. Late on the evening of December 21^st, Ingrid, one of my children’s’ friend, suggested we participate in the 5k

            And we did despite the bitter cold, despite the fact that only daughter is a regular runner. We joined a throng of more than two thousand runners and I learned something in the process besides not to trust the wisdom of Scotch punch. The flow of people can carry you. Every time someone smiled or cheered from the sidelines, we ran faster, we kept going.

Here’s wishing you a swift run, and crowd of cheering voices to carry you towards your goals this year.