My lazy ass

So I've been slacking. In a major way. I know it's a lame excuse, but life has been getting in the way. We moved from Springfield to Wilbraham the last weekend in January and since then it's been nothing but settling, working and attempting to catch up on sleep. I like sleep.

Two things have made me realize I really need to get back on track: the American Lung Association Stair Climb on Saturday and the walk I took with the small dog on Sunday. The Stair Climb was way tougher on the actual day of the climb than on the day of the practice climb (Jan. 2). I did it in about six minutes on practice day; my time was 8:08 on race day. Lame.

The walk I took with Kael was excellent though. It was the first warm, sunny day that I had to chance to really get out with the small dog -- who hasn't been on a proper walk since October, when he was hit by the car. It's about a mile and a half from our house to Crane Hill Park and we just had a good time frolicking in the field. There's a Frisbee golf course at Crane Hill. I want to go again. It's been almost a year since I last played.

It's time to get back on the treadmill and back on the roads. I still want to run the Boilermaker this year. I have about four months to get in shape. I can totally do it.