What's in a title?

I started this post last January at a moment when I had become very aware of what my new way of life was looking like, feeling like and quite frankly how I and others perceived it.   I was on a run and as always, a myriad of things presented themselves to me. (my sister at this point would say, quit running so much!)  Anyhow, here are a few, in no particular order:

1.  Wow, it's November and I'm jogging in shorts and bra.  I love it.
2.  Holy Shit, I'm 49....when did that happen?
3.  I wonder if I will ever go back to a real job?
4.  What the hell is a real job anyhow?
5.  Is this my new normal?
6.  Peri menopause is a bitch..will I have insomnia now for the next 25 years?
7.  I really want to age gracefully--what does that look like?  It looks like Bernadette.
8.  My heel hurts. WTF?  What if this interferes with my Ironman training in 4 months?
9.  I can't believe I signed up for an Ironman.
10. I love my life.  Is this my new normal?
11. I wish everyone could have a version of this life.
12. Are you kidding me?  Peri menopause (before menopause) can last 10 years?!  I never had pimples when I was a teen-ager and I'm getting them now?
13. I would love to help women figure out how to, if necessary, regain control of their lives during this time.  It's some crazy shit.
14.  I found another golf ball.  I'm up to like 4 now.  Tyler is tripping out.
15. What am I gonna do when I finish my run?  I've already worked my 4 hours today.
16.  Is this my new normal? What is normal anyway?  I never knew...
17.  That would be a great name of a blog at this stage of life.
18.  The (K)new Normal...I like it.  Who knew?
19.  But what is normal? I surely don't know and probably never knew.
20.  I should change the title of my blog when I get home.  Cool.  I'm excited.

I did.  I changed the title and the pics and there it stayed.  My busy life obviously got in the way.  As always, however, I am surprised and drawn back to writing.  For someone who got C's and D's in English and subjects where I had to.. write, I still scratch my head at how much I think about this and enjoy it.  That should tell me something.  I should listen.

I had to finish this introductory post because there is so much I want to write about under the new title.  Spiritual -Warrior- In- Training served me well.  To be clear, I am still in training.   I am slowly moving from infant to toddler.  That means I fall down more as I attempt to walk, I am aware of my desire to explore and I will fall along the way.  This is my new normal.  I am blessed.  I am grateful.  I am owning it. Who knew?

The view looks normal from here!