Tuesday, May 11, 2010

It's not you, it's me...

I seem to have fallen out of love with Blogger. Mostly because I spent a long time writing a very eloquent (for me, at least - I still ain't no Walt Whitman) post about my elder son's grit and determination, and Blogger ate it. Just like that.. No saved post, nothing. Pissed me off. So I haven't been back yet.  But I need to be, I know it. There's just a lot of stuff going on right now that is making my head spin, some of it related to running and fitness, but most of it not, and actually even that is tangentially related, because everything in my life really ends up related to running and fitness.

let's just leave it with this little whine:  "I'm TIRED." Physically, emotionally and mentally drained. Some of this is post-marathon let-down, I know.  Some of it is needing to recharge before gearing up for NYC in a few weeks. Some is frustration at plans not coming together like I expected them to, and not being in the position to do some things that I'd hoped for. But most of it is just day-to-day life that is wearing.me.out.

So, yeah, I will come back to Blogger sooner than later, I'm sure. I have lots to share that I don't necessarily feel I want to post on Daily Mile, where a lot of my real-life friends visit. I'm fine overall, and I know that this, too, shall pass. I know for sure that I'm going to want to detail my road to NYC in full, gory detail, so consider this a fair warning before that kicks in, and a little respite from the craziness that originates in Suburbia South.