Excuses, excuses.  I’ve wanted to update for a while but though I have things to say, I can’t find the words/energy/motivation/inspiration/eloquence/time/whatever.  This is very much fitting with how the rest of my year has been: hectic, exhausting, emotionally draining, psychologically challenging, an exercise in patience and juggling multiple priorities and demands, and keeping it all in perspective while being keenly aware that ‘it never ends’. 

Right.

So two weeks ago, I joined the Running Room with J.   Because  she decided that she must do something, and I decided that on my own, the Podrunner Intervals would only get me to Week 4.  Something won’t push me past that mark on my own, so maybe a group will do it.  Two weeks and a pair of $175 Asics later, I’m looking for inspiration, motivation, and reasons to keep going when all I want to do is sleep.  I have yet to wake up early enough to run at 6:00 a.m., but maybe this will help: http://www.starling-fitness.com/wp-content/uploads/busyrunner.jpg 

and this:

“I am addicted. I’ve collected footsteps before dawn. Seen places I never knew existed. Run to the moon and back. Been a rabbit for the neighborhood dogs. Obeyed the voice in my head. Let music carry me when I couldn’t. Raced against yesterday. Let the world be my witness. Measured myself in meters, kilometers, and finally character. I’ve plugged into a higher purpose. Left this world and come back changed. I am addicted. “

So maybe I haven’t been running for that long: only a few months.  And I’m certainly not yet addicted.  But so what?  I believe that, whatever you want to be, you can be.  Just call yourself by that name, and the rest will follow.  So, I am a runner. 

I am also a writer; a yoga teacher; a zen buddhist; a lover; a visionary; an idealist; a creator; an innovator; a dreamer; a mentor; a student; a creative cook; a vegetarian; a girlfriend; a best friend; a sister; a spiritual being; a child.  I am all of those things, and I will be more.