As we jettison 2012 into a quantum singularity, I stand on the bridge and cheer.

30 12 2012


I am glad to see this year come to an end, and it has little to do with running.  Yes, I fell short once again in my quest to run a first marathon (and ended up doing the half at Kiawah Island) but that’s okay because I’ll do it someday.  I did run three half-marathons in a 6 month span which is something I’d never done before, and I can reliably say I am now very comfortable with long distances.  I’ve gone farther and gotten faster, and the joy of running is more than ever like oxygen in sustaining me.  But the year has sucked and I’m happy to relegate it to the black hole of vanished memories.

Family deaths, big changes at my business, a tax audit, thrilling rides on a financial roller coaster…all these things have combined to make 2012 a growing pain I’d like to believe I have vanquished as we transition into 2013.  Only time will tell of course, but I’m ready to get on with it.

Actually, pretty much the only good thing from 2012 was the running.  I’ll be back later to talk about 2013.

2012 races