Yeah, I haven't been here and I really have no excuse. Have just been busy single parenting and trying to get back on track as far as my workouts go and you know what? I think the true bottom line is that it is my annual winter depression. Though I hate winter in general, the time from February until the warmth finally arrives is the worst for me. I am out of patience with the cold, I am tired of my winter wardrobe, I am sick to death of the marks the rock salt leaves on my floors and I am desperate to look outside and see green. I miss seeing my friends regularly because there are no fire pit nights in the winter. I JUST HATE IT. Given a choice, I would go upstairs to bed and hibernate until the temps reach 70.
So I have the blahs. The winter blahs. I cannot wait to see the buds on the trees and to be able to do some work outside as I am bored to death with inside work. I want my kids to play outside for a change and I want my car windows down when I drive. I walk to walk and run in the park. I know a lot of people complain about the humidity of summer and though I don't cherish it, given a choice over the cold of winter, I would much rather have the humidity.
So there you have it. I will try to find something of interest to write about. I promise. But a warm spell would help.