Now that song will be stuck in my head the rest of the day...
I'm still alive. I'm here. I'm...well...I'm struggling. Again. Seems like always, lately. A while back, my wife and I decided that we are getting divorced after 24 years of marriage. Not really a surprise...we've been in separate bedrooms for pretty much 4 years now. Our youngest is a junior in high school, and the other two are out of high school. So, yeah...it's time. I guess. I've been working two jobs for over a year now. I'm tired. A lot. But I've found my way back in to theater, which makes me very happy. it's kind of my outlet and my release lately. But man, it takes a lot of time.
I need to start running again. Like...really need to. Those that remember me might remember several years ago when I ruptured the tendon that attaches the bicep to the elbow, and the surgery to repair that, followed by my disastrous attempt at the half marathon in Cleveland the following spring. I did one more half marathon after that, and was plagued by injuries that just wouldn't go away. I quit. I just couldn't do it anymore. I was tired and beaten down.
I'm still tired. I'm still beaten down. But now I'm also almost back up to the weight I was at when I first started running, and that has me very upset and disappointed with myself. I don't know when I'm going to start...I don't know if I'll start this month, or if I will wait and start after new years eve and become a cliche or not...actually, that's how I did it the first time, so maybe that's not a bad idea. It worked very well last time.
And I've missed all of you. I've missed myself. Hopefully I can find myself again.