I feel like I've started at the beginning so many times that there's not really any point to a
"starting over" post. Actually, at this point, I'm not sure there's any point to any post at all, since a year of radio silence (or however the heck long it's been) has pretty much lost me all of my meager (yet awesome!) audience anyway. But this blog has never been about people reading, it's been about me writing it.
Two (three?) months into taekwondo classes now and I'm still loving it. I'm also still "bad" at it. That's mostly me being hard on myself, but also me being honest because I am so awkward, but whatever. I am enjoying 90% of it, and that's more than I can say for most of life!
I decided this week to get back into running because I miss it. A lot. I miss who I was when I was running. Even on the not so good days, it gave me confidence. And a smaller ass. Both things I'm wanting to have again.
On Saturday Andy and I are doing a stair climb to honor 9/11 firefighters, so I'm going to give myself a few days to re-learn how to walk after that, and then running starts at 5 a.m. on Tuesday.
360-odd days after that, I'll head back to Cleveland for another go at the NorthCoast 24 Hour Endurance run. But for now, just baby steps. Gotta start somewhere, right?