suck it.
No but really, thanks for calling me out on not posting anything for an entire freaking month. Things have been completely nuts, and since I didn't think anyone was actually paying any attention to my little ol' bloggy-poo here, a month off didn't seem so wrong or offensive. Apparently I was wrong.
On that note, I don't think Josh should have ditched me around my birthday weekend. I mean, I'm glad you got into the Mexico program and all, but Alice in Wonderland was fabulous, especially with pitchers of beer. You must come visit me in Lex very soon, young man.
As I mentioned, I've been quite the busy bee lately. Since my last post, I've changed addresses. Across town. My once $30 cab ride to my favorite bar is now less than $10. My once 25-35 minute morning commute is now 10 minutes, 15 on a terrible day. I'm pleased, to say the least.
Half marathon training is going... ok. Successfully completed a wonderful 10-miler last weekend only to get the flu for 3 days this week. But I'm finally feeling like a normal human being again and I'm going to attempt a short morning run tomorrow and another long run for Saturday. I'll try not to kill myself. But after this long run, I'll be in taper mode until race day so I can take it easy and just focus on tempo.
I guess that's about it for now. I haven't been writing between the busy-ness (I never really like the spelling of that as "business") and the sicky-ness. And frankly, I haven't thought that anything has been that exciting. I turned 23 but that isn't such a big deal anymore. I might just start celebrating every other year and make it absolutely ridiculous. We'll see how I feel about that next year around this time.
Until next time.. hopefully it won't be April by then and I'll have something thoughtful to say. And spring will be here.
