I read an article the other day about Danica Patrick (you know race car driver extrodinare better known for her sexy swimsuit shots) Anyway, she was leading, or at least in contention for winning a big race and some random fan in the stands threw his tennis shoe onto the track. She hit it with her car and it totally messed up her car, her race (I think she came in last) and her over-all standings. Reminded me of the poem "....for want of a nail....." Etc. Etc.
Anyway, I was just thinking about my lack of progress on this stated mission and contemplating throwing in the towel. Thought perhaps I could attribute it to a flip flop in the hall or something. And just about when I had reached the point with that being OK, Bob tells me about someone he ran into at school who said to tell me "hi"and that she loves my blog.
Now, to be quite honest, no one has laid chocolate eclairs in my path or smeared frozen yogurt on my lips. I've managed to derail my progress all by myself. So with that said, I am recommitting to dusting myself off and start down the path again. So continue your encouragement because I hear you and I do need it. You are my pit crew! (and thank you very much Susan!)
