I’m not even sure where to start. My brain is fragmented. My heart is broken. It’s been a week. It’s been a year. There are a thousand little pieces of my heart and soul scattered about - fractured, broken, and spilling over. And it’s been hard to muster the energy to pick them back up.

It’s been a crazy few weeks around here. Life, running, dog stuff. And I’m tired. And I need to pivot (and please tell me someone other than me got the Friends reference in the title here).

August through December is without doubt, hands-down my favorite time of the year (even if it does include hurricane season). I'm pretty sure I say this every year on this blog, too. But really, it is.

So it's August (what? how???). I thought I'd post a mid-year review of how things are going over here in my little corner of the coast. I'm late, I realize this. It's August. And by August, it might as well be Christmas because these last few months of the year just fly by so fast.

I'm turning 39 in the beginning of August, and I'm not entirely sure how that happened! I've been so busy enjoying life and accomplishing things that the years have flown by. 

I love summer - the extended daylight, the balmy evenings, the more relaxed schedule.

Confession: I still watch Grey's Anatomy. Seriously.

Hear me out. I promise, this isn't a Grey's recap post.

I recently went through a nasty bout of low ferritin (iron-deficient Anemia) and vitamin D deficiency. It didn't just affect my running. It affected my whole life and other aspects of my health, including asthma and allergies. This is my story.