I Stink At Blogging

I can't believe it was February since I last blogged. I'm ashamed to admit that I haven't written a word worth reading since then. Life circumstances have drastically caused my schedule to change, and due to undisclosable reasons I am no longer physically able to get up at 5:00 am to write, run, and pray. I hope to fix this soon; I really miss my mornings!

On a happy note, I've been trying to become a "runner" (as in, one who REALLY runs as opposed to one who tries to run and fails miserably and ends up walking during most of the training session) for about three years now, and my biggest benchmark was always the ability to run continuously for 30 minutes. I actually achieved this goal last week for the first time in my life. That is huge! I've done it twice now, which assures me that it wasn't some freakish momentary superhuman burst of adrenaline that allowed me to do it the first time. It feels good to have actually reached a goal that I had previously assumed was unattainable.

While not on the treadmill, I have been spending much of my time on my beloved Mac (whose commercials, by the way, are brilliant), having recently just finally figured out the lovely goodness that is iLife. True to my nature as a late-bloomer, I'm finally caught up on the basics of podcasting (welcome to 2005, Sarah) and I'm thoroughly enjoying not only exploring the world of podcast discovery, but also the joys of creating them. I've also redesigned several websites (here, here, and here, as well as this blog... still works-in-progress) in the past few weeks. Now if I can just get Misty to teach me how to remix in Garageband, my life will be complete and I will never have to leave the soothing blueish glow of my computer screen...

...except to watch Lost. Holy schneikies, I am obsessed. The writing this season has really gelled, and it has been an incredible run of episodes... a perfect blend of answering questions and continuing the arc and the mythology. I have officially crossed the threshold from casual fan to an easter-egg-seeking, podcast-listening, spoiler-reading nerd. I justify this by separating myself from the real geeks -- those who actually call in to the podcasts and leave their theories, or who post 254 post in 90 days on the bulletin boards of abc.com. I'm not an addict. I can stop anytime I want. Really. Although I will be taking large doses of prozac once the season ends in two weeks.

Today is my day off, and I've been a loser so far. I must get off of the computer so I won't blow my motivation to go to the gym and do laundry....

For now, my three loyal readers, you are officially caught up on my life. More tomorrow.