Was kinda sucky in the first half, and mighty flabby all around.
It’s been a year since I fell and tore my labrum and fractured my shoulder. So the first half of 2012 was spent recovering first from the injury, then the surgery.
If by recovering you understand getting fat and woefully out of shape. The nadir was that night I nearly passed out at book camp.
But I’m back running, I have an essay on Neal Stephenson that will be published this year, and I will run a 10K the day the Pats win their fourth Championship. Ok, they probably can’t win the Superbowl, but I will finish those 6.2 miles.