Getting Back At It

There are many things to get back at...procrastinated, multiple, many, numerous interests and distractions.  I guess blogging is one of them, but many blogs I follow have lapses.  But in my opinion, writing is important.  In this day of abbreviated text habits that are finding a place in many forms of written language, it's important to keep up with basic English skills before they are totally lost.  That is assuming these skills were in my possession at one time.

Speaking of misplaced interest, I started "running" again.  Yes, it's in quotes for a reason.  Yesterday went well, but I was surprised that it was only 2.2 miles.  No wonder I didn't feel dead after the run.  But today, I decided I would just go a route and not worry about time or length.  It was 3.1 miles and it felt at least that long, plus the 2.2 from yesterday!  But the good news is that I got my lazy butt outside to do it.

It was a beautiful day to be out, too.  Being a school and work day, it was relatively quiet, until I realized it was the first Wednesday of the month and it was 1:00 PM.  So, my peace was shattered for a few minutes while the tornado siren went off.  As I ran further, I entered a gravel part of a road where the grasshoppers were very numerous.  They frantically hopped and flew out of my way.  They obviously have a bit of a brain in that small head.  One did accidentally land on me, but I felt it's rear legs pushing off almost instantaneously.  I'm sure it was the smell that drove him away!

The rest of the "run" was more of a sight-seeing adventure.  It was nice to get out in the town.  I think that was something I had missed.  For the almost-four years that we have lived here, I have been running in most months.  When I started running here, I really knew none of the residents of the houses here.  But now, it's kinda fun to look around as I go and see people's houses, yards and gardens.  It feels more like home.

So, I've been running two days in a row and might need to take tomorrow off.  But if I can continue some regular running, maybe it will become more running than not, and I can actually call myself a runner again!  Maybe I can also call myself a blogger, or dare I try "writer?"