My Gentle Readers

My most sincere apologies for the length of time between posts. I've been... drained. Running, taking one class, working, trying to make sure that all things are in line for me to start Full time school in January, waking up every two hours with baby Mushroom (who is apparently teething, and not happy about it), trying to work on the myriad of knitting projects I've taken up. If I sit still for long enough, I just fall asleep. I very rarely fall asleep with the TV on, too much noise... last week I fell asleep watching TV twice, and the other nights I was trying to get homework done. Ah, well. I love everything I'm doing too much to give any of it up, so I perservere. Marathon training is going well. I ran a four mile race last night, in the hippy section of town. It was a very fun race, and I had a PR time of 38:53. Of course for my age group that is ridiculously slow. Luckily, I'm not in it to win. As I told my four-year old, I run because I like the sense of accomplishment I get when I finish a race, not to win. He, in typical four-year old fashion interpreted that into "Mommy's a loser". Well, we never can win them all, can we?