I have an ongoing problem. I love the idea of blogging. Writing for writing’s sake is something that has always brought me peace. Something about setting words to paper slows my ever frantic mind down to a pace that is restful. I cultivate presence in writing. Not to mention it speaks to my specific blend of introversion. Social interactions are so exhausting, but I crave contact. I get lonely without it.
So: blogging. Perfect hobby for me. But, I get caught up in the details. The blog needs a theme. Images. Followers. If I start a blog about running (which was the original start of this particular one), I can’t talk about diet. Or mommying. Or work. Or…my whole life. And there are so many blogs on all of those topics. What have I to offer.
My 2013 resolution though is to cultivate presence. To work on staying more in the moment. To do more of the things I like doing. To do less of the things that don’t add to my joy. I’ve spent so much of my life looking ahead that I’m a little afraid I’ve forgotten to enjoy the life I have this very moment (see the aforementioned frantic brain.)
And now it’s been a year since my last post. Almost exactly. Posie is almost 2. The Bee is 6.5. We’ve moved away for the time being, I don’t run much, I do crossfit. I’m pregnant again. See, no matter how much you look forward, life happens under your feet.
So, here I am. Without a purpose. This isn’t a running blog, or a fitness blog. It’s just my life. Written for no other purpose that this year I want to work on my demons. I want to find out what drives me so quickly forward so I can stop every so often to appreciate exactly where I am.