Is this thing on?

Hi there. My name is Morgan. You may have forgotten. I haven't been around for a while. Well, that isn't completely true. I have been around, watching you all. Reading what you are up to, following you around the blogosphere. Hm, now I sound like an internet stalker. Anyway, I just haven't been vocally here. I tried a few times to write a post, but I just haven't had it in me. Life has been rough the past few weeks. And while I don't feel like going into much detail about it right now, as it just opens the wounds and raises my anxiety level, I do want to thank those of you who checked on me through comments and emails, just to see if I was doing ok. It means a lot to have people remember that you were here once, and they haven't seen trace of you, and want to know if you are alive. I am.

On the health side of things, I am doing alright. My eating has been atrocious - I just yesterday broke a seven-day love affair with caffeinated soda (self-medicating for sure) and we haven't had any money to go grocery shopping so I have been living on the bare bones of what is left in the house, which of course is mainly processed stuff that I don't use normally. However, I haven't gained any weight, I am just hovering around the same number, so I guess that is good. I think that is because I have been running a couple miles several days a week. Because I don't know if you all remember, but I have a little run I signed up for coming up in September. You know, just a small one.

13.1 miles. Ok, so it isn't so little. Which is why I have been running and building up my base so that I can really start my training. Yesterday I ran 3.78 miles - the furthest distance I have ever run. In my life. You may be asking yourselves how I am ever going to run 13.1 miles if the furthest I have ever run is 3.78. And you would have a very valid question. And my answer would be...I don't know. I mean, I do know - I am going to follow the training plan and torture my poor body into submission and I am just going to do it. But the other side of my brain keeps throwing out alerts pointing out that I am insane, what was I thinking, I hate running, and so on and so forth. It will be interesting, that's for sure. And you all will be forced get to follow along, because I am going to use this blog as a journal of sorts through my training. I want/need to write down all the things that happen, both mentally and physically, as I go through this process, so that I can look back on it later and remember everything (after I collapse and have memory failure from running 13.1 miles!)

I also need support, if some of you are willing to give it. Like I said, things are rough right now, outside of the running which is bad enough, and having some bloggy friends would sure help to keep me going. Being isolated in my house is not doing it (who would have thought?) And over the next few days or weeks, as things hopefully get better and not worse, I may be able to share more of what is going on. It is Hubby's-job related, so I am sure that gives you all an idea. 

So good morning, blogosphere!