I have to be honest with you, for the past few months, I haven’t had a good answer for this question. As a result, I haven’t written anything for quite awhile. So much of my blogging has centered around my goals of running a marathon, and maintaining balance in my life. After Hurricane Sandy, and my resignation from the (eventually cancelled) NYC Marathon, I didn’t want to run for awhile. I got back in the swing of running, albeit with a very different attitude, but I never got back into blogging.
Lately, I’ve wanted to blog. Maybe it’s the impulse of a new year; perhaps it’s just that my lazy mind has gotten restless, but here we are! It appears, I still have something to say.
I blog because I have the benefit of being surrounded by amazing people and incredible experiences that I want to share with others. I’m exposed to some serious knowledge, by no virtue of my own, and I feel obligated to pass it along. But let’s be real, the majority of info that finds it’s way onto this blog is in no way inspired. I’m a total goober, and I think, do and say, really goofy things. I make mistakes, I do things that are far from cool and graceful, and I work my butt off just trying to get by. I think that’s what we all need to see.
I feel inundated with images and messages of and about perfect women and flawless humans. Maybe I’m projecting, but I think you might feel that way too. So, I’ve come to the conclusion that the reason I blog is to litter the interwebs with the best intentioned misadventures of someone who is desperately normal. I’m blogging about doing my best, and I hope that makes you feel better about your best.