It's funny. When you've been away from your blog for a while, it's so hard to come back. It's hard to figure out what's 'important' enough to catch people up on and it feels ridiculous to just start posting like you've never missed a beat. So, you put it off for another day. Then another. Then another.
Then someone makes a comment about your blog and you're almost embarrased when you realize how lax you've been about updating. So, you tuck your tail between your legs and hit the "New Post" button and start to type.
The countdown on my desktop says 68 days to Augusta 70.3. Truthfully, I'm petrified. I'm not getting near the time in the saddle that I need. Swimming is suddenly really hard. And, let's face it - I've always been a slow runner. So, I look at cutoff times and get a little, well, concerned.
Consistency is key. I'm much more consistent than I was before ING. Still functioning on the mentality that something snapped on those lonely miles through Atlanta back in March. Something made me realize that I can't fake it through these races. I've actually got to train - on a regular basis.
My diet is still for crap. Same weight. No loss, no gain (so that's something). Too much soda, not enough water. Too much eating out.
We're buying a house. Much bigger house with room for all the little ones - who aren't so little anymore. We don't close until end of August. We won't move until October or November. Our goal is to have current house on the market by January 1.
New job is great. It's really hard going from the rockstar to bottom of the class. Somedays I'm really overwhelmed.
I would say I'm going to be better about posting. But that will remain to be seen. :) Have a great day!