Well… where to begin?
To some it may have felt like I dropped of the face of the earth for a while. Honestly, I even felt that way about myself sometimes. I didn’t always know where I was or even when I was for that matter. I’ve been pretty busy and this has been put off for far too long, so here it goes.
In August 2011 I departed for Japan, where I was to study abroad for 2 semesters. My initial impressions once I landed were that it was unfathomably hot/humid and that all of the cars looked like little boxes on the wrong side of the road. Of course, in my time there I learned and experienced a lot more than those simple observations. I yearned for something different, and in that aspect I enjoyed Japan very much. However, I learned that living alone in a foreign country when you don’t speak their native language beyond a basic conversational level was much more difficult than I had imagined. This combined with a little bit of home-sickness, finances, and some other factors led me to decide to only do the one semester option and graduate early. So in December of 2011, I officially graduated with my BA (even though I still had one more week of classes to go in Japan). To celebrate, 大阪で食べ放題と飲み放題のレストランへ行きました!(I went to an all you can eat and drink restaurant in Osaka). But.. more on that later..

After my semester ended I said my farewells to everyone in Japan, which also was a lot harder than I thought it would be. But, before I could return home, there was still one more adventure to go. One bus ride to the train station, one train stop away, one night of waiting outside for the morning airport bus shuttle at 5:30AM, one shuttle ride to the airport, one flight to Tokyo, one flight to Amsterdam, one layover in Amsterdam airport which gave me time to look for my lost luggage, one flight to Bucharest and I was finally at my destination for the next 3 weeks. I decided that I would spend the winter holidays in Romania with Laura and her family, who kindly welcomed me into their home. These three weeks were nothing short of fantastic, Romania is a beautiful country and I would love to go back again and see it in the summer, especially the Transylvania region. But.. more on that later.

My journey ended with a flight to the Amsterdam airport, short layover, and then my flight to Detroit. Upon completion of this flight, I had officially gone all the way around the world. Only took me about 5 months to do it, but still kind of cool to say I’ve done that. Still, there are a lot more places I would like to go..
Finally, I am back in the US and living in Columbia, KY. Actually, I’ve been in the US for almost 3 months now, but I’ve been busy figuring out the next steps. I’ve been very fortunate and things have been going very well. After a lot of searching, in the same week I got offered a full time position at a bank I wanted to work at and I bought a new car (well a used car, but new for me). Her name is Miss Betsy. So now I am almost living the American dream, just one thing is missing…

So that brings me to my next announcement. I have decided to start cycling again and I will be racing the 2012/2013 Cyclocross season with the Wolverine Sports Club Elite Regional Cyclocross Team! I debated a lot in my head whether or not I should come back into competitive cycling, but in the end I couldn’t live without it. My long break has brought back my drive and excitement to race that I haven’t felt since my first years racing.

This year will be a little different though. The last few seasons that I raced I ended up racing every discipline at nationals and up to 70+ races per year which I think really hurt me and took the special feeling out of it. I don’t want this to happen again, so I am taking it slow.
I didn’t want to make this post too long and boring, but I did want to give anyone who wants to know a little update of what’s going on in my life. I intend to start updating this thing more often from now on and will probably do some recap entries from my trips to Japan and Romania as well.
In summary, things are going well and I’m glad to be back in the saddle. (and of course back in spandex)