Hey, remember that time when I got stuck in Cedar City for four months?
Wow, am I glad that’s over!
No, like everyone on Earth, I “adapted” and fit all my thoughts, hopes, dreams, and especially selfies into short enough soundbites for twitter/instagram/facebook. Or twinstamyface, as I like to call. No MySpaces were actually harmed, or used, however.
Anyway, my best friend in all of Esopus, New York texted to ask if the blog was dead. Of course, this is just the sort of motivation it takes for me to get off my tuchus and come up with this mind altering, if not Earth shattering, post.
I feel like, maybe, trying to write about the last 4 months would be kinda longish, so instead I guess I’ll call this good.
Wait, what? Is that too short?
Okay, something that happened today…I found out that I won’t be able to race the Tushar Crusher yet again this year. I missed it last year for a sales meeting and yes, missing it again this year for a sales meeting. Two different companies. What are the odds? Anyway, I was kinda counting on that to keep me motivated as it’s really, really hard and at least if you’re fit, you’re suffering for less time. So now, I have to dig into my european carry-all of motivation and wrap my head around something else to
live train for.
Lots of other stuff happened today too. Imagine that. Sick kid, work stuff, driving. And outside of my little bubble, even more stuff happened. Fascinating world we live in.
Anyway, if anyone reads this, pinky swear, I’m going to be better about updating. But, for now, I must sign off. Farewell and adieu.