I think I'm in slight denial about all that I have to do. I remember when running a marathon used to really, really stress me out. At this moment, I'm not even sure what I'm going to wear to race, or what I'm going to fuel with, or if I'm going to carry my own water, if so in my handheld or my backpack?! (Okay, maybe I'm s little stressed.) And as far as moving goes, I am amazingly stressed out but I'm denying it. I'd like to believe that I have all the time in the world, but I don't. I love to move, but absolutely hate moving. Does that make sense?!
Anyway, that's probably enough complaining for one session. 3 posts in a row, I'm not sure I'd call it a comeback yet, but it's definitely a streak. I only have 3 more race reports to do sometime (one of those almost a year old, is there a statute of limitations on race reporting?!) and two summer birthdays to document... I'm getting there, slowly but surely.