I was out to dinner with a friend last night and I was stating, lamenting, whining, that it's been a year and everything seems the same. Yet, so much is different.
When I started this blog I was sleeping on a mattress on the floor of my sister's office waiting, just waiting, to be told I could move back home. And I did, the end of March.
I started this blog to share my journey to becoming an Ironman. And I did, Nov 1, 2014.
I started this blog thinking only my mother and few select friends would read it. And I was right. JUST KIDDING. I'm constantly amazed when people I know or haven't met yet tell me they read it. I am completely HONORED when some one shares a post. I think this one summing up what my life is like training was shared the most: No, I don't want to come out and play...
Because of this blog my hoo-ha is a normal topic of conversation with ANYONE.
|ended up picking up a different Cobb Saddle.|
Thanks again for sharing last year's journey with me and for sticking around to see what this year brings.