I love my family. We are loud, wacky, competitive, driven and happy.
We are always laughing, eating and working (well, them more than me on the working part.)
Being away from home just makes me miss and love them all that much more.
I love that we are becoming better friends.
When I was home for Thanksgiving, I went on a hike with my family up into the hills around the valley.
It was beautiful. (Except for the part where I got bitten by a tick. Unfortunate.)
It was so much fun bonding with my siblings, and it was a GREAT workout.
I realized how out of shape I was when I saw that I was falling FAR behind my parents
(both of whom are in their late 50s)
Welp, if that doesn't motivate me to go to the gym I don't know what will.
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