Mini Escape

Mr. Countdown Timer has me at just minutes over 153 days out. Progress has been slow and as far as weight goes I am far from my goals. Progress on getting stuff out of the house is slow as well. I have a feeling that suddenly, or so it will seem, everything will just start falling together as it should; contacts will appear and I'll have to motivation and savvy to start getting rid of the excess house history.

I get to escape for a few days this weekend, up to my suburban attic hideaway with the Fram. I don't know exactly what's happening in Philly this weekend, and not knowing indicates, or suggests that I don't really care.

My Host Family for the weekend.... Fram Time. 

These paragraphs are rolling along here in hopes that something significant will come to me and i won't waste a post. sometimes, I guess you have to waste one and it will be okay. I could delete it or not upload it - good to have options.

I feel like I'm in another slump; like limbo. There's so much to do that I don't really know where to start. The last few days have been dank and humid and have sucked the ambition right out of me. I've actually been going home and having a nap. I had a few meet ups in the past few weeks as well. I love the energy I get from my friends. There are a few more coming in the near future I think, as well.

Got a run in this week and the same day I walked. the run was supposed to be two miles, but I walked the last two-thirds, I was disappointed because I'd made the entire two last time out. I expect linear progress, I suppose. Good thing about running out a mile is that i have to get back, so whether I walk it or jog it, I've still got to do it.

I am way out of running condition and every year I live it's more of a challenge to get that energy back and to get back into condition. I refuse to allow myself to accept that it's age - despite the conventional wisdom, which i don't believe is so very wise. So if anything, I'm either going to prove that I can get my running back to where it was four years back... or I'll reluctantly accept that the aging process is catching up to me.

With this in mind. I'm going to take one of my walks - should be about two miles - pick up my train tickets to the great Northern Jersey region and then prepare myself for a mini Escape from Philly weekend.