Still Here!

For those of you who have wondered, I'm still here. I would like to tell you that my life has been so busy I haven't had time to blog, which is mostly true. I suppose there are moments in my day when I slow down long enough to crank out a quick blog post, but the truth is that lately when those rare moments arrive, I just want to sit down and close my eyes. I used to think my mom was so silly for setting the oven timer and taking her ten minute "power naps." Now I find myself doing the same thing. I have pulled out my tablet to blog several times during the past week, but the truth is that my brain was still trying to do so many things at once I couldn't translate the fog inside my head into a complete sentence. Well, either that, or I would read what I had written and then lean heavily on the "backspace" key.
I am still trying to run 20 miles a week, keep two horses ridden, and be Supermom. And by the way, my alma mater has made the College World Series, so I've been forced to watch baseball games all week as well! Apparently this is the latest in a baseball season MSU has played in 123 years. That's pretty special. Being a Bulldog fan is tough. Football season can get really ugly. Sometimes you have to take what you can get. Play hard, boys!
As you might have guessed, it's not going so well. I just need more than 24 hours to get all my stuff accomplished! And since this pitiful body requires a certain amount of sleep (8 hours if I can get it) that really cuts into my "getting things done" time. I do have to admit that I sleep well. People complain about not being able to sleep...five miles in the morning will help you sleep like a baby! It will also make you sore and grouchy if you aren't careful. I mean, I've heard that it will...
Running helps you find all your sore spots (and helps create new ones). It also causes you to sweat in places you never knew existed. I have had sweat run into my ears, eyes, and countless other places. I read somewhere that sweat is your fat crying. If so, my fat has achieved professional mourner status. I can think about running and break into a sweat. I hope that's a good thing.