Not much to write about these days.

The death of Sherry Arnold has really made me pause in my daily life.  For those not in the running community, she was abducted on a run on January 7.  You can follow the story on Beth's blog or just google her name. 

For the week she was missing, I thought about her often.  That Friday, I found out a 4 month old died in a local day care.  Sherry was confirmed dead (although no body has been recovered) that same day.  To say that was a crappy day would be an understatement.  How could this happen to them?  

I've been trying hard to live in the moment and cherish everything.  Who knows when your time is up?