In the few months that I had lost touch with the blogging community (OK, it's been almost a year), so much has changed. A number of blogs I followed have gone dormant. I hope that's a sign that you're too busy to blog because your lives are full of more interesting and fun stuff. Some of you have had additions to your families (congratulations, peeps!!!), and there have been countless accomplishments, running and otherwise. I've been absorbing a lot over the past few weeks, piecing together your lives through your blog posts. And I realize how much I've enjoyed being part of this community. I had assumed that in the virtual world, when you disappear for a while, people forget about you. So, I was touched that some of my virtual friends still remember me after so many months of non-blogging, and have been so supportive. I can't thank you enough.
As I attempt to return to the blogging world, I'm facing what you could call a blogger's block. It mystifies me. I'm not an award-winning blogger by any means, and I don't have any fresh, new, undiscovered insights about running or about life in general. I enjoyed following the US Marathon Olympic Trials as much as the next person, I am digging my new compression socks as much as most of you appreciate yours, the unexpectedly warmer weather this winter is as pleasant to me as it is to you; the Republican debates are driving me batty, and I'm sure most of you can't agree more. I have nothing intellectual or jaw-dropping to add to any of these topics. What I do have is 252 rambling posts on my blog, most of them about moi, written and posted over a 2 1/2 year period. So, it's clear I had no trouble finding topics to blab (er...blog) about before. I dug into the archives and read some of my older posts. Boy, did I really find every aspect of my life to be so fascinating...and assume others would, too? What IS fascinating is that my readers did indeed find every sordid detail of my life interesting enough to read and comment about. How about that? And at the risk of sounding nosy, I have to admit, I enjoy reading about the sordid details of your lives too! So, everytime I consider abandoning my blog, it keeps drawing me back like a magnet. I may not live a Kardashian life, but if I can find a few friends through my blog, inspire a few people to run on any given day, and read your inspiring stories, I consider it time well spent. Besides, reading my posts from 2008 makes me feel like I'm in a time machine. So, even if I have to resuscitate my blog every so often, post only sporadically, and stay up all night to read volumes of your posts at a crack, I can't imagine not being part of this virtual community. And it took me all of Rambling Post 253 to tell you this!