Monday, November 22, 2004

I’M BAA-A-A-A-A-C-C-C-CKKKKK

I've heard rumblings from several quarters about my paucity of blogging. Guilty as charged. I must say, I’m so pleased that people would be urging me to write rather than cheering this particular blog vacuum.

One friend accused me of the “I’ve Got a New Boyfriend Disappearing Act”. I wish it were so romantic. I did have a new bf kind of. Sort of. For two weeks. Repeat of “Mr. Fisher”. Except this one’s “Mr. Hunter”. Newly divorced. I got to be the rebound. He found he was scared to death of dating. I found he was chronically moody and not nearly interested enough in dancing and/or me to compensate for that unpleasantness. When he left for his hunting trip, he said he hoped that spending a week in the woods would help him clear his head and decide what he wants. While he’s in the woods, I feel that I’m out of them. And quite clear-headed about what I don't want.

But back to blogging or the lack thereof.... What has really taken up my normal blogging time has been work—I've actually had to do some. It sucks when work cuts into my hobbies.I’m also back to triathlon training (TT). My psychic and physical injuries from the bike wreck have healed enough that I’m running, swimming, and biking again hallelujah amen! I worked up a new training schedule last week. Although it’s at a basic level since I’m just getting back into it, it still takes a LOT of time. Certainly more time than a mere boyfriend would suck up. And almost more than one of those really bad relationships where I... er... I mean someone... is attempting to stalk the guy into submission, which takes all kinds of time and energy. The training is that demanding, the difference being that it gives back endorphins that zing around and make me feel good, as well as making my clothes fit better. And I’ve never called a girlfriend to help me analyze just what the hell was going on with my TT and why it wasn’t calling. TT is almost codependent—it is ALWAYS calling, ALWAYS demanding I spend time with it, and it is ALWAYS there for me. Almost oppressively so.

And sometimes it keeps me away from my blog.

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