Back on the saddle

I just haven't been able to focus with hayfever season looming and the fact that I was sick for most of February and March. Or at least I thought I was. Then I took a damn allergy pill and felt better than I've felt since the weather broke (yes, yes yall, the weather breaks in Florida, too).

SO I'm less than five weeks from D-Day, and I'm still tryin for a new goal. Maybe it's going to be mid-July in time for me to grace the family for the reunion. Maybe it's gonna be early August for the family reunion AND NABJ, where I'll be stylin and profilin wit my other family.

I dunno. I need motivation.

I talked to a friend of mine at work who thinks a workout buddy is perfect for motivating you. Unfortunately, all my coworkers work out at the Y. And the people at the gym don't have floating skeds like me. What's a guy to do?

Get his ass in gear!

I know, I feel like I'm crying wolf for the umpteenth time this year, but I'm dead serious. Watch out for me in July.

Promise.