Day 338...

I guess you could say this post is a milestone of sorts...it's my 100th post on this blog. Gawd, when I first started, I never thought I'd post 5, much less 100! But here I am.
So much has happened in my life since that first post! Who knew the past few years would be so eventful? Every year, my life seems to be getting more and more full. You'd think I'd be slowing down some, but noooo...and Alan's not even home yet! OMG...
I haven't posted it here, yet, but after talking about it for as long as I can remember, I finally registered for the Peachtree Road Race this year, to be run on the 4th of July in Atlanta. For those of you not familiar with this race, it's big. Really big. 55,000 people big. And if you finish all 6.2 miles, you get a T-shirt. Doesn't sound like much, I know. But for those in the know, it's a coveted treasure that you can get no other way than by putting in the hours of grueling training, sweating your a$$ off, and crossing the finish line. With 15 weeks to go before the start, I intend to do all three, and so far, I'm dead on track with my training.
In this season of Spring....the season of the rebirth of all things...it is absolutely apropos that I would seek to make myself into a new and healthier version of myself...before time slips away, and there are no more chances.
My father once wrote a very small poem that always comes to mind this time of year:


"The tender young April leaflets
September will homeward call.
The sounds of Spring are the sweetest
When heard from the hills of Fall."
(c) 1975 by Birl R. Brown, Sr.

He would know the truth of that. And I am learning....all too fast.
Sometimes, you've just got to grasp the nettle.