So it has been far too long since I've posted an update. A lot has happened since then. I've run some races, lowered my half marathon PR by a few minutes, and been chased during runs by enough animals to populate a petting zoo. Note: do not put the animals that have chased me into a petting zoo unless you are a fan of being sued. If my new profile picture on this blog is to be believed, I also grew a pair of antlers.
I have also been accepted to graduate school, so starting this fall I'll be in Tempe, AZ. I'll be sort of like some superhero with an awesome alter ego, studying physics by day and running at dusk and dawn (which is sort of like night), because apparently those are the only parts of the day that you can't cook meals on the sidewalks in Arizona. I'm not sure which of those is the awesome alter ego, and I'm sure a lot of people would argue that both are the boring alter ego. I prefer to think of them as both awesome alter egos, and neither one requires a mask, which will save a trip to the thrift shop.
I haven't really been blogging because I haven't felt like I had anything interesting to say. My day to day life is, well, mundane and the sort of thing that happens every day, and I have to wonder about anybody who would eagerly await updates on that sort of thing. I really should have done updates after races, but I updated Team Colorado and then moved on with life. If I don't update about races here, you can usually read about them at teamcolorado.blogspot.com (I don't see any typos in the url, but that doesn't mean they aren't there).
After the Boston Marathon, I felt like I had nothing worthwhile to add. A horrible tragedy struck a day in which a bad race was supposed to be the worst case scenario. I like to put my races in perspective, but I prefer to do it on my own terms, and I am not enough of a wordsmith to add anything of substance to this tragedy. Like so many, if they'll let me run, I'll be there next year.
Since I don't think anybody reads this except for my grandmother, I'll close with this. If I don't post updates about future races, you are allowed to send me angry e-mails. If you aren't my grandmother, I guess that applies to you too.