Each year, I go through my photos posted to flickr and create a “year in review.” This year is no different. What is different though is the number of photos in that set. In the past, the goal was to find 12 photos—one per month. This year, there were two months that had no photos at all.

I have wondered what happened this year. My love of photography hasn’t changed, but for whatever reason, the muse isn’t with me as much. I’ve struggled a lot more than I remember, and it’s been frustrated.

Or perhaps I’ve just been busy with other things. Which leads me to this post. What have I been doing this year, since I’m not burning up my Nikon’s shutter release like I have in the past?

I still ski. This year I changed home resorts, moving from Silver Mountain to 49° North. This is bittersweet, as while Trevor moved mountains with me, I left Max and other great friends behind. I miss that, but not enough to go back.

I run more now. Not a lot more, but more. I can’t say I enjoy it more.

I’ve done a lot of organizing—the old 18V B series block that used to be in my car is now taken apart and stored in a large box. All the parts I pulled off my dad’s car are also stored in a large box.

As Winter gave in to Spring, I ran Bloomsday again. And again, I did not beat my best time. But I ran all of Doomsday this year, so I accomplished something. I’ve actually done a lot of running this year, even made the paper once.

Last year I did not ride the 24 hours of Round and Round; this year I returned and performed rather badly. But it was a start; this year I endeavor to do a better job. To my defense, I was wracked with the ill effects of high-grade antibiotics.

Summer was heralded by a “informational only” visit to a realtor. I ended up moving a few months later, with a massive increase in my living expenses, but also a massive increase in what I am allowed to do to the place that I now call home. I also have much much happier cars.

Well, I will have happier cars once they are both running and roadworthy again.

There were no trips of a lifetime; there was nothing crossed off the bucket list this year. But there was a one big and very unexpected achievement and lots of little things that went along with it.

Am I better off? I honestly don’t know. But I can certainly say that I’m more comfortable at the end of 2013 than I was when the year started.