2011: less running, more writing

The obligatory 2010 post:

I’m not going to go into a huge play-by-play of the year. You have the archives for that! But I will say I started out the year at Wade’s house, drinking his home brewed beer (yum!) and hanging out in the hot tub. I imagine I may finish the year the same way …

I ran one marathon, not two, but I feel good about it. I became a triathlete. I realized swimming is not as scary as it seems, and cycling is scarier. My goal in 2011 is to be in the best shape of my life, and not necessarily by running all the time. I want more well-rounded-ness-ish. I saw this as my gym membership expires, so challenge accepted, but I will find a good way to get in that cross training. In fact, I may get my hands on P90x here soon.

I hiked a couple of mountains. Discovered a love of sleeping in a hammock outside. Way better than sleeping on the ground. Need to hike more. I went on my first solo hike. Just a day hike to Crowders, and I took Breanna the dog, so I wasn’t really alone alone. But wow – I felt so accomplished at the end of it.

I didn’t write a novel this year.

I bailed on blogging for a few months. And I’ve been working to get back to it. I really miss it when I’m not doing it, and I really miss hearing your comments and thoughts when I’m not doing it. In 2011, I’ll be better about that, I promise.

I traveled a lot. Florida, Washington DC, Phoenix, Vegas. The more I travel the more I want to travel. Little trips too – Asheville, Athens, Tennessee, Greenville, Lejeune.

I met some really wonderful people this year. Traveling can do that for you sometimes.

I lost things, too. A lot can change in a year’s time, and this year was no exception.

I learned a lot about things I never thought I’d need to know about. I learned about the strength of family and the ability to get through anything together.

I learned the power of the universe to wrap us up in it and land us exactly where we need to be, even if we didn’t know it ourselves. Some call it chance or fate or God’s plan. Maybe it’s all the same?

Hello, 2011. I can’t wait to meet you.



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