I created this blog awhile back, but something kept me from actually posting anything.  It was like I was waiting for the perfect moment (or maybe the perfect meal?).  Maybe I was hoping to wake up one morning and be struck by some divine inspiration.

That didn’t happen.  I did strike a telephone pole with the rear bumper of my car though.  Good times.

Then yesterday I ran my first 10k, something that probably would have been out of the realm of possibility just a few short years ago.  I felt strong.  I felt accomplished.  I felt moved to finally get serious about this blogging thing.

So here I go, starting from a finish line.  Here’s to first steps.  Because sometimes, the hardest part is getting out the door.