What the heck am I thinking by picking option C?
Some observations as I wipe off the inches of dust on this blog.
- It's been two and a half years since I first started this blog, and it's been neary two years since I last posted here at all.
- I visited occasionally over that time, although I'm not quite sure why.
- My weight has not yo-yo'd (yo-yo'ed? yo-yoed?) very much in that time. It's yo'ed. That's it. I'm currently at an averaged weight of about 235, having re-peaked at ~254.
- I can be funny when I have a good attitude. I'm glad I have the chance to reread some of my old posts.
- I can be a whiney, self-pitying dud when I get a bad attitude. It's difficult to read the tedious drivel from those days.
So, back to the question above. Why return to the scene of the failure? Because this blog is me, in a sense. If I expect to be able to pick myself up from the ashes and make the changes I've spent a lifetime attempting, then the least I can do is resuscitate this blog.
It seems as if the latter should even be easier than the former, but I'm not sure that's the case. It feels as if there's a little bit of crow on my plate, and perhaps that's as it should be. I hadn't solved all of my problems, and I probably never will. But I can constantly strive for improvement.
That's where I am now. Recognize and honor the past, then face forward and stride purposefully into the future. It feels good.