I love the Holidays. Hate the 20 lbs that comes with the Holidays. Love the lights, music, treats. Hate that it's so busy finding time to go to the gym is difficult. Love the smells, presents, and especially how excited children get. Hate that I really need to get my butt back in gear and back on track. But I will. May take me a couple days to get there but the thoughts are in my head. That should count for something right?