If 2019 was off to a bit of a slow start (and I’m not even so sure about that - it may have just been me), February has gone completely crazy behind the wheel. AndI’m pretty sure it’s left me stranded on the side of the road wondering what the heck happened. At least that’s how I’m feeling right now.

I’m training for absolutely nothing right now. Nothing. I have no set schedule (other than one that’s self-imposed), I have no idea when my next race will be, and I’m not exactly sure where I’m going. And I am thoroughly enjoying it.

We finally saw some fall weather here in the swampy south. Temps actually dipped into the 50s (lows, highs still in the 70s), so I ended up with some decent runs (finally!).

So. I didn't exactly hit all of my April goals, but I knew some of them (okay, all of them) would be a stretch given my travel and work schedule.

So we've already established that 2016 was not a great year. It was so miserable that I didn't even think I wanted to bother with my annual This year, next year post. But then I decided to just write one to recap the year. I might be glad I did it later. For posterity or whatever.