Day Twenty Three, December Twenty Three

Day Twenty Three–December Twenty Three #25DaysofChristmas #SweetSweatCountdown

Activity du jour: LOVE NYC, run:)

I have an extreme love/hate relationship with this city.  One minute I'm yelling (talking sternly?) to an extremely pushy old Asian lady on the train (true story), and the next minute I'm in awe of people's kindness (thanks for not stealing my iPhone when I left it on the counter at my bank everyone).

Today, a friend at work said he has found a new relationship with gratitude.  And I thought that was beautifully profound.  As I ran along the Hudson this evening,  I decided I'd dedicate this run (the last in NYC til after Christmas) to just loving and being grateful for this incredible place I've found myself in.  There truly is no place like it.  It's the city where dreams come true, and also the city where new dreams are born.  It's a city of hope, of courage, and of community like none other. The people here constantly astound me...and are more kind than the movies let on (Word to travelers: get out of Times Square and in general, just walk a little faster...and I promise we will like you more and actually help you find your way:)).

Thanks for an amazing year, New York! I look forward to 2013 with you.

Merry Christmas Eve, Eve!

xoxo, Jenna

PS~ So I know you're dying to hear the story about me yelling at an old asian lady. So here goes... there are about 100 old asian ladies who get on my train during my commute to work.  One morning, this lady was pushing and pushing and pushing to squeeze everyone into the train. There was no more room. Not an inch...and I didn't appreciate the rather large man next to me being smushed into me.   I simply said quite sternly (yelled?), "We are NOT preschoolers! So please just STOP pushing!! There isn't any more room!".  And whatya know... she stopped...and I could drink my coffee in peace (smashed up against the window, of course).