I did go to the gym last night. I have to say I went from 100 to 0 in no time at all. In July, I was running 15 miles in training for the marathon. Last night, I went to the gym and did 1 mile on the eliptical – it took me 25 minutes and I was dying. I never gave proper acknowledgement to how tough that thing is, but man, it killed me.

Then today. Well, today was a day, I went to work. I did my thing, whatever that is. And, I told the boss that I was unhappy and that I was leaving. He said he was disappointed, and that he didn’t see it coming, but that we should talk more tomorrow. He’s a great guy, and this has very little to do with him. It has more to do with fulfilling resolution number one, and that is owning and overcoming my fear. I’ve always wanted to go out on my own, but I’ve always been too afraid to do it. Anyone who has kept track of this blog (all two of you) know that I keep talking about going it on my way. I’m full of it. But, the time has come. So, I’m hoping to be out there trying to make a name for myself starting in mid February. When that happens, I’ll have a website, and probably a new blog (yeah, right, like I can even do anything with this one) and hopefully, I’ll have a better idea of what life is all about.

I’m 34 years old. And I’ve been waiting for my life to start. Maybe its been waiting for me.

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