First, let me state the obvious: it’s been a weird eight months. A weird six months and four days in particular; if you’re reading this, you probably know why.
Second, 4+3 4 43’s been on the backburner for most of those six months and four days, mostly by necessity (i.e., I needed to focus on basic functioning first and foremost). Still, having said that, we’re making progress on at least a few of this year’s goals:
- I’ve raised over $4,000 for the Ride to Conquer Cancer, which means, in the timeless words of the great American poet Stanley Kirk Burrell, “Hammertime!”
- I’m 33 Fuel classes away from 500.
- I’ve yet to fully delete my Twitter account, but at this point it mostly exists so I can show Sam pictures of Larry, 10 Downing Street’s mouser-in-chief. I may hold onto it – but I barely use it anymore, which was probably the main goal behind item #7.
I’ve got a little bit less than four months to move, perform live music, and set aside designated writing time. I’ve technically run a 10k race in under an hour – but the NYCRUNS Spring Fling 10k (which I ran on Governors Island a couple weeks ago) apparently measured 10.2 km, and my chip time was slightly over the hour mark. I’ve got another 10k on the horizon in June.