Where did I go?

Over the years I've taken the worst of my memories, written them down in random notebooks, and locked them away. Since the purpose was to evict the images from my mind, I left nothing out....they are gritty, horrible, sad and very detailed. They describe the way my skin crawled, how my small body tore, and the chaos of my thoughts and feelings. This last week I have been digging up my notebooks and reading them for the first time in years and have felt very overwhelmed by it all. So I apologize for my absence. As of today I commit to a new post every 48 hours...I don't want to lose my nerve or momentum. Also, since my past no longer defines who I am, I'll be telling you about my current life and journey to become an Ironman and the ups and downs in my quest to become physically fit and healthy.