That time I felt truly alive and subsequently trained for and ran a half-marathon?
And then I basically fell off the planet and died. Or rather just went half-way across the planet to Africa and lived out a lifelong dream?
Somewhere along the way, I lost the time and energy and motivation. I lost that oomph.
So with a New Year, I have vowed to tackle this beast one more time (hopefully the last) and accomplish what I partially set out to do last year. My updates won’t be nearly as often, but health has to become a big part of my life again and so that will seep into this space. I hope you’re ready to join me on another wild ride!
My workout buddy is pretty cute. But one of us doesn’t sweat. I’ll let you guess.
And I hope you have some ounces of encouragement left for me. I could use them!