I don’t know what it’s been recently, but I just haven’t really had the drive to do much writing lately. My schedule is all sorts of rearranged lately, and I guess I just haven’t really taken the time to sit down, look at the happenings around the world, and try and find some motivation to write. This definitely deviates from my desire to remain a somewhat consistent brogger, and as everyone who has ever written (and failed) to maintain a blog, the onus is on us to keep on writing.
With July 4th now in the rear view, I saw a few things that caught my attention that might warrant a few words, or at least serve as somewhat of an impetus to write something.
Firstly, we have this story from the Peachtree Road Race, a 10K run that I’ve done myself 4-5 times in the past. Frankly, I’m glad that I didn’t do it this year, because for starters, I have nothing left to prove, since I’ve done it 4-5 times, and secondly, this particular year apparently broke the tradition of where the weather somehow maintains something decent, and instead was a torrential downpour and had some delays, something that I didn’t even know they ever did.