Badinage

It is difficult to blog now. I've lost the habit of prattling on about random things to the world at large. Maybe it is because I now can prattle on about random things to someone right here at home. Poor C.
Regardless - or to use one of my favorite words - irregardless, I've decided that get back, I shall.

Speaking about getting back, I got back to working out and to running especially. I've clocked 11 miles since last week. It isn't much, I know but given that all of this is on the treadmill and the fact that I'm still trying to figure out what, if any, part of running I like - you'll agree that it is something. Let's see if I can keep this up.
Wait! I might just have figured this out : maybe it's just laziness and poor sporting skills. We all know Newton said something about bodies in motion staying in motion. Well, with running, if you can get into some kind of rhythm, you can keep it up for a little while without really trying too hard or thinking much. Plus, it really doesn't need any sort of attention to detail, deft handling of the limbs or coordination - which is exactly what I need. There, that makes sense.  It's amazing how well a brain works when there's quiet all around.

So going back to this (re)starting trouble with the blog. I figured that until the creative juices got going (or until I accept the reality that there never was much creativity to begin with and give up), I will use some notes that I've made in the past that never got to the blog. We all ok with that? Great.

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And so, befuddledly, to bed.

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