Greetings, 2024! New Year’s resolutions are not my thing, but I do like to set some high level intentions for the upcoming year (knowing full-well they are likely to get blown to smithereens).

It’s nearly impossible to believe that it’s already April. I have no idea how that happened. It was just Christmas, and of course, Christmas is also just around the corner. Because time flies - this is well established.

If 2019 was off to a bit of a slow start (and I’m not even so sure about that - it may have just been me), February has gone completely crazy behind the wheel. AndI’m pretty sure it’s left me stranded on the side of the road wondering what the heck happened. At least that’s how I’m feeling right now.

We are officially those crazy people who drive hundreds of miles to adopt a dog. This past weekend, we made a 36 hour (total) journey to and from Wilmington, Delaware to adopt a sweet, senior beagle girl named Willow Rose.

I’m training for absolutely nothing right now. Nothing. I have no set schedule (other than one that’s self-imposed), I have no idea when my next race will be, and I’m not exactly sure where I’m going. And I am thoroughly enjoying it.

Sitting here, on the precipice of 2019 and looking back on the past several years, I’m feeling like it’s the end not only of a year, but of an era.

I'm turning 39 in the beginning of August, and I'm not entirely sure how that happened! I've been so busy enjoying life and accomplishing things that the years have flown by. 

It's been two months since we were in the Bahamas and I'm just now getting around to posting pictures.