You guys! So, as usual, it's been a while. My big news, for those who aren't Facebook friends is that I got a permanent position in the UK. In March I will be moving to the lovely town of Bath, where a university finally decided to entrust me with the minds of the young folk, which I hope to corrupt. Bath is all Georgian and Jane Austen-y and almost as ridiculously quaint as Galway.
In unfortunate running news, I effed up my knee doing too many double-unders and box jumps at Cross Fit and I have been out of commission for two months. It seems to be IT band. I have recently said "Screw it!" and decided to start exercising again, but I can only run a mile before it starts to ache. So an April marathon is not likely, although I hope I can still do the half.
Well, I'm off to my third Christmas party in a row. I think my 9 months in Ireland have made it so that I can likely drink any American under the table now. And I still get put to shame by my Irish friends. I really think they must have a special stomach enzyme for converting beer to water.
All in the name of carb loading!
