Boxed in

One of the great things about my move to Richmond is my company provided movers. The downfall to that is I had way too much of my stuff in storage for a long time. That stuff found its way into a crap-ton of boxes. Those boxes took up half my living room in my new apartment in Midlothian.

Needless to say, it's been a crazy few days unpacking, throwing stuff away, putting things in boxes labeled "yard sale" that I may end up just giving away, and putting things back into boxes to go to storage.

If things go well, I'll be making another move in a year into a house. The apartment was a rushed thing so I could start my job and get my family here in a timely manner. I think it's a good thing though. I've collected way too many useless things over the years -- my wife too -- and it's forced us to downsize a bit. I think more downsizing is needed.

After that I'm done. I will retire and die wherever I go next.

As for running ... I still got in 20 miles last week. Somehow. I'm not really sure. It's all kind of a blur now.

I feel like I've gained at least 5 pounds in this move. The kitchen was a mess for a while, so there's been a lot of eating out; there's been quick eating out with new co-workers too. It's not that I'm eating bad; I just feel like I'm eating a lot. We'll see if I ever find my scale. I think it might be in my old home still.

I think after this week is over, things will feel like my new normal. It's a fitting a time as the calendar flips to the second half of the year and I can focus on the Richmond Marathon. Time is on my side, but these next few weeks are important to not let anything slip.

Oh, and if anyone in Richmond needs some boxes, let me know. I have plenty.