Halling Go To Alaska

This is new year.  It will continue to be one of transition.  One of honing in on what I want for me...for my girls.  One of continuing to do my best for them and being true to myself.  This morning didn't start out as I had hoped.  My day wasn't bright and shiny.  Though I desperately wanted it to be. But I have plans for this year.  I have fun to be had with my girls.  Fun to be had with my family.  Fun to be had with friends.  Trips to take.  Races to run.  Races to train for.  Hookers to hang with.  Most likely moving to happen.  Ending of the old and having new beginnings.   Another year older.  Another year wiser. This was the first year that I've looked forward to the new year.  I'm not a huge holiday person.  New Year's Eve for me has always been a good excuse to get together with friends and family and party and laugh and be merry.  But this year?  There is a deeper figurati...

I've been wanting to write this post for a while now, but I'm not sure I was in a place to write it until now. Will I actually hit publish this time? If I don't, I guess you'll never know.  But I want to.  And it's complicated and not concise and I have so much to say.  But it's raw and honest.  Though I keep going back to this post  I wrote after getting home from FitBloggin'11. And the last paragraph. So what's the point of this long rambling post? Essentially it's telling you that I have mad love for the blogging world. I met fabulous people this past weekend and spent more time with those that I already love. I desperately needed this past weekend away. I was losing my "voice." I felt like I was losing me. I needed to be Kirsten. Not someone's mom, someone's daughter, someone's sister or someone's wife. But I got to be me. And I think that little light of mine? It's shining just a bit brighter than it had been before...