I haven't shared much lately about running. I've held it sacredly close to me, as I have done in the past, being selfish with it, as at times it has been the only thing in my life that has given me pure joy. pure happiness. I am training for a marathon. 3 actually...between May 6th and June 16th. and then there's this little 140.6 mile triathlon I'm also training for in July. yes. life goes on. and so do my athletic goals. and dreams. and if you know me, then you know that. I. dream. BIG. tonight I intended to run about 8 miles. and I stopped at 14 because it was almost 9pm and I didn't want Trisha, the dear friend I am so grateful to be living with, to worry about me. yup. I could have kept going. and going. I probably could have run until midnight.