I've been trying to find my way back into writing for the better part of 2 years, only to be met with disappointment and frustration. The desire sweeps over me every few weeks or so, but instead of sitting down to flush out my ideas, I turn to excuses until the feeling passes. My story isn't exciting enough. My thoughts aren't complex enough. Or, more often than not, I obsess over punctuation and sentence structure, ultimately breaking my flow.
I used to be passionate about writing, and while I never took myself too seriously, I at least had fun; the process of shaping nothing into something entirely new and never-before-written excited me. Somewhere along the line, though, I convinced myself that if I wasn't creating the next best-selling novel, then my writing meant nothing. And that's crap.
Looking back through my blog, the dashboard is riddled with abandoned drafts, most of which are attempted race reports or musings on the year in review. I'm not sure who would have read the posts anyway, but still, it's disheartening to realize that I couldn't commit to completing even one piece of prose.
That's about to change.
Not only because I'll have finished this post, but also because I plan on adding content 3 or 4 days per week. As to what the content will include, however, is still to be decided, but will probably follow the following themes:
1) Because we're incredibly spoiled by parks in the Bay Area, I'd like to showcase a new trail system every week, ideally with pictures.
2) Due to the "hiccups" I faced in 2011-2012, I'll probably touch on a topic that has been a delicate and elusive balancing act: nutrition.
3) I've been pretty lucky avoiding injuries in the short time I've been competing, but a few nuisances have been lingering over the past few months.
4) Periodically, I stumble upon some nifty new product that somehow enhances my running pleasure, in which case I'd like to write up a review of sorts.
But more on that later.
For now, the plan is to write. Anything.