Inertia ...

Yikes. After building up some great blogging momentum, I have really hit a wall! Granted, the past few weeks have been wonderfully busy with wrestling tournaments, work, training, but not really more so than last month. Somehow I found time then that I haven't made recently. Something for me to think about ...

There has been no lack of activity to blog about! My daughter won a silver medal at her national wrestling championships ... my son has decided to be a "competitive" paintball player (there really IS such a thing) ... I have struggled through foot injuries to get back in the gym and on the road ... I worked on an unsuccessful election campaign for one of the best people I know ... I watched my American neighbours wildly celebrating the death of Osama Bin Laden, and tried to sort through my thoughts, feelings, opinions on all that ... I helped a friend mediate a very challenging divorce proceeding ... my real estate business has picked up ... I have been working with two new coaching clients who bring fresh, interesting challenges for me to help them navigate through ... I have been hired to speak to a group of baseball umpires about the challenges of stepping up to a higher level of competition. Any one of these provides more than enough material and inspiration for a kickass post - but it hasn't been in me.

It's a funny paradox. I always balked at blogging because I thought "who cares what I have to say" ... and now I feel guilty for not writing, assuming that people are hanging on my every word - haha!

There have been several "first paragraphs" written ... including on these "coming soon" topics ...

• I'm Not Dead Yet!
• DON'T Put Your Best Foot Forward
• I Don't Care What My Opinion Is!
• 2008 - The Year I Shit The Bed
• Happy Anyway
• Too Much Stuff
• Energy Is Everything Is Energy

... and, yet, I didn't hit my stride with any (though I'm certain they will all be gems soon!).

So, now I am headed to bed. I leave tomorrow morning for another trip to Pittsfield, VT. In true Death Race style, I am not even sure what awaits me when I get there. I thought I was going to run a 30 mile mountain trail race, but have now been told to bring my axe, a weighted vest and a 5 gallon pail, and to be ready to start at 5am Saturday. This should be interesting.

Back soon!