I'll enjoy being out there, but I signed up for a race to actually race (at least against myself, cause I'm not fast). Life isn't that bad, I'm just feeling worn out.

I'd love to try something new, but I'm not even doing the stuff I like now - no need for another thing to feel guilty about. I think my husband's work hours should settle down soon - being on full-time 3 year old duty is rewarding, but exhausting.

*edit* I took my sorry self out for a run last night. It wasn't fast & I don't feel that great today, but at least I did something.