(Lack of) Focus
I was reading through lists of fitness blogs and healthy living blogs when it occurred to me that this blog is really all over the place. It started just over a year ago as a way to find some direction and deal with what I was calling a career crisis. But it lacks focus. Just like my career. Go figure.
The idea was originally to chronicle what is was like to live a full life without kids. But that seems to turn into complaining about kids. Or parents. And I just don’t want to complain that much. Not out loud anyway. I have lots of time in my life to workout, go to baseball and hockey games or even just read. But I know people with kids that make time for all of those things as well.
Is it a running or fitness blog? I certainly do talk about my runs. Mostly how bad they are. And I am training and working out just about ll the time. But I wouldn’t say I focus on that.
Is it a travel blog? We love to travel and I enjoy sharing where we have been. But I don’t know that we travel enough to make this just about travel. And we do tend to revisit the same places over and over.
Is is a food blog? Good god no. Or my pictures, when I remember to include them, would be better. I love to bake and have no trouble sharing the recipes. But I am about the worst and most boring eater in the world (no low fat baking here). I LOVE me some chicken wings and ranch dressing. And I can’t seem to say no to an animal cracker. And I eat 5 lbs of carrots a week. I must having an eating disorder (insert sarcasm).
There are two things I do every day (well, more than two but those pictures are not going on the blog). Workout (of some sort) and eat. Except Sloth Sunday. Which used to be Mimosa Sunday. Anyway, that will be the focus. I need to find the focus in my real life to push my workouts and clean up my eating. So there you go. If we are traveling WHILE I am eating and running, that will find its way here as well.
And we are kidless. On purpose. And happy. And we remember most days that we get to do a lot of fun stuff because we don’t need a babysitter or to pay for daycare. Get over it.
Tomorrow, I begin again.