Hello, friend. I’ve missed you. Over the past three and a half years, so much has changed. The birth of ultra baby (now ultra kid). The breakup with her father. The countless times of trying to get back to running, racing, and writing, only to push it aside to tend to single-motherhood. Like the 100-miler, there were moments of pure joy and moments that brought me to my knees. It was through the moments that brought me to my knees that helped me grow. It helped me grow as a mother and as a divine being.
I have so much to tell you and no idea where to start. Frankly, I have about a dozen drafts saved and I never got past the first paragraph. I don’t even know how WordPress works anymore. So, I start here. Today.
Today, I resurrect my blog and hope to share and connect with you going forward. I resurrect my training and hope to find my place back to the finish line. Today, I resurrect the new me that you haven’t seen before. A little wiser, a little more spiritual, and a whole lot tougher than before.
Today is resurrection day.