Easter Resurrection-ish

I'm almost afraid to say it, but I think I'm starting to feel like myself again.

We had some nice weather this weekend. Last week was a good week for several reasons, I'm starting to feel like I'm hitting a certain stride in my work. I feel more productive and the interest is growing. There still isn't much cash flow coming in but that's okay. I know I'm on the right track and it will happen.

I have a CSU student working with me and she helped me make some videos, we're in the process of producing as many videos as possible this spring. A few copies of the book have sold, and it's been fun listening to the comments and reviews.

Last week I finally started running again after a little break following the Fat Ass. I did a day of trails, and one day I ran hard for a mile to see what happened and I'm so slow I can't even type that many digits on the computer here. Let's just say I have a long way to go with speed. But that's okay. I finally cut out the beer and bad food, and I'm down 3 pounds so far.

Getting a little clarity in my head might be partially a result of getting rid of all the extra carbs I was eating. And maybe my vitamin D level is just starting to rise, enough that I'm not totally in the tank. It will take time, but I am feeling like the light is coming back...

This weekend I ran Saturday with Kirsten, from the running club. She is doing her first ultra in May and she did her longest run ever, 27.5 miles, so I ran the last 11 or so with her. She'll do great, she was hauling ass over the hills at the end.

Easter morning Dennis and I took the girls to Starbucks for pup cups, and then after we walked them, we went up to the foothills to do a little hike on Reservoir Ridge from the town side.

It was warm, and I've heard the snakes are out, but it wasn't all that warm and the breeze cooled us off. Didn't see any snakes. I don't know if they saw us, either.

It's been a long time since I've done much running up in the foothills trails, close to 20 years. It's great to be able to do trails again. I'm planning to hit some of the lower mountain trails on the way up to Estes this spring.

The views from the top, over the northern foothills, Grey Rock, Watson Lake and Bellvue. Then an afternoon of relaxation around the house, wrapping up a few loose ends and recharging for the week ahead.

And I'm meeting Wheaties Boy in the cemetery again this week...don't know what got into me, it will be a sufferfest for sure, but wish me luck...