So, the turning over a new leaf hasn’t been so much a turning over as it has been a peeking under. Progress is slow going at best, but I will say that I’m at least conscious about being a little more active and watching what I eat a teeny bit. What can I say? It’s just hard getting going when I don’t really have anything on the horizon to scare the crap out of me enough to push the pedal to the metal.

In previous years, it was those hills in Verona that scared me enough to keep the fork down. I remember coming back from my honeymoon around 15 pounds over weight and needing to drop that in six weeks. I managed to get it off (with time to spare, surprisingly) because there was no way that I wanted to carry that extra 15 pounds around the back half of the bike course, let alone the marathon to follow (in hindsight, the weather being what it was in 2006, maybe an extra 15 pounds of insulation might not have been a bad thing :P).

But, I’m moving forward which I guess is the important thing. I’m looking at maybe some races in 2009? Perhaps the St. Croix 70.3? And possibly an Ironman later that fall? I don’t know. I can’t even fathom 140.2 miles right now. Heck, I can’t fathom a sprint tri at this point. But in a year… anything can happen.

So for now, I focus my little bundle of joy that’s been my life for the last few months. She sure is growing like a weed!