Consumed

I have contemplated writing this post and starting this blog for weeks now. Just like my dreams of being a half marathoner, I have been dreaming of starting a blog since 2008.  My own little corner of cyberspace to rant and rave about my very eclectic set of interests. I'm fully aware that most of my close friends and family would rather not hear about that eclectic set of interest on a daily basis but it consumes me so... here it is.

Just 9 days ago, I completed my first half marathon. It only took 4 years of dreaming and 3 months of hard work. I doubted, I procrastinated, but then I started putting in the work. And I got it done. 4 minutes and 28 seconds before the time limit, but I got it done. Training and completing that half marathon has made me take a closer look at my life. I've been dreaming about doing so many things, but lacking in working towards those dreams. Crossing the finish line of that half marathon, I cried. Ugly, ugly tears of joy. I was so proud of myself for not just dreaming about something but actually getting off my behind and getting it done.

As I transformed into a doer over the past few month, I've come to realize that I'm an all or nothing kind of person. When I find something I love, I am consumed by it. Hence, why I have a yarn stash that is larger than my wardrobe. Lately, running has become all-consuming, in a good way, of course. To spare my mother, and all 15 of my Facebook friends from my all-consuming obsession with fitness, weight loss, and yarn, I'm creating this blog. I'm guessing that 2 people will read it, including myself. But, that's OK. I need a place to document my thoughts and goals and accomplishments. And I figure maybe if I post them publicly they might help someone else who is going through the same things. Or someone who is secretly wondering if they can spin and crochet at the same time? ( I wonder this all the time. I mean really how effective would I be if I could crochet during my workouts?)

I dream. Maybe too much. Sometimes my dreams are outrageous, enormous, and downright scary. I firmly believe that your dreams should scare you just a little bit, so I think I have some good ones nailed down. But, none of those dreams matter unless I start putting the work in to make them happen. So, this is my adventure from being a girl with a dream, to a woman on a mission.  Enjoy!

:) samurai