Don't worry... I'll be back soon!

Our high speed internet is on the fritz at home, so I've not been able to blog this past week.

Since blogging from work is higly frowned upon, I will have to wait until we have things sorted out at home.

So maybe I'll be good at *this*.

Most of my friends are wondering... "why is Lynda starting a blog?"

First I have to give credit to an old high-school friend, Marci, who recently started her own blog at:

http://ramblingsofarunningaddict.blogspot.com

I was so entertained by her updates that I was inspired to give it a try.

And then, those who know me, realize 

that...

(1) I'm crap at keeping up with emails

(2) I'm even worse about picking up the phone and calling people

(3) I can't even keep my Facebook up to date

(4) I even tried my hand at scrapbooking (medival form of Facebook for wives over the age of 30) and failed miserably at keeping up with that

....so somehow I convinced myself that I would be *much better* at blogging.

When I told my husband, Terry, about the blog, he said, "You're not going to write about ME, are you?"

Funny that my co-workers asked the same question.

They know me well enough to guess that the answer is YES.  What would be the point of having a blog????

Now, about the title of the blog....  I'm sane, really I am, but I find that life with a husband, a 2 year old and a dog can be a little insane sometimes.  

Before I started running again, I would stay sane by nursing a large glass of JT Pino Grigio every night (we call it "easy drinkin' wine"), but then decided that I should spend my time doing something a little more productive.

After taking almost 3 years off from running, I decided to start training for a 1/2 Marathon.  Again, those who know me well will tell you that I may be prone to the occasional delusion of grandeur.  

I've run two 1/2's since and now I'm training for a marathon in September (ScotiaBank) and another in January (DisneyWorld).

I think people (especially Terry) will generally say that I'm much nicer to everyone now that I'm running again (that's a big thing coming from Terry, because he just about the nicest person you'll ever meet).  And I find that my running helps me cope with the weird things in life like..

• my son, Finn, having a meltdown because he accidentally flushed his poop, when really he was trying to save it for Daddy to see
• the dog having "worms"... ugh, so disgusting
• my monthly credit card bill

I will mention something funny that was overheard in our house today... Terry said,

"He wanted to play with the thong.....with me.... but I wasn't having anything to do with it."

He was talking about Angus, our dog, finding underwear in the bushes.  I had nothing to do with the underwear in the bushes.

So come back every so often to take a look at what's happening in my life... and feel free to comment!