In which my recent absence is explained
This is yet another in the seemingly unending series of posts in which I say “Sorry I haven’t been posting!” and “I’m going to start posting more!” followed by disappearing into the ether for another 4-7 months because I’m a schmuck.
My bad.
It’s not deliberate. I still feel that explanations are owed, however, so here it is: I got two kids, playa, and a third on the way. It is amazing how much time is taken up by entertaining two children while trying to keep up with housework and keeping one’s overly-pregnant wife from going Hormone Crazy and throwing daggers at you. Not metaphorical daggers: literal daggers that she keeps in a belt, looking like Danny Trejo in Desperado but without all the tenderness.
Another reason is that my life’s been sort of devoid of things to share with all-a-y’all. Over the last 9 months, my primary activity other than job and family has been attempting to turn my body from a blancmange into something approximating Captain America, or at least The Tick. I considered writing a bunch of stuff about it, but there are already fitness blogs on the internet written by people with more success and more knowledge than I’d ever be able to come up with. I didn’t want my site to become a fitness blog, where I just throw up a weekly post saying “Got my squat up to 245!” or “Diet was crappy this week, so I’ve decided to give up eating until Labor Day!” Those are lame and useless, and don’t exactly promote great readership.
Then I said, well, it’s not like I have any readership now. (Oddly, my site still gets page-views, mostly from people looking for information about 1998 Mazda Proteges. A fine automobile, for sure, but not exactly trending on The Twitter.) And while other fitness sites have lots of information, they 1) aren’t MY experience, which might be useful for someone in a similar position, and 2) they aren’t funny. I can usually be relied upon to do something funny, usually at my wife‘s expense.
So, here’s the deal. This is still not a fitness blog. I’m hoping that just getting back into the swing of writing every few days will get my brain operating in a manner conducive to writing about all kinds of things just like the heyday of 2002-2005. I’d like to talk a bit, for example, about how Hunter Pence makes my heart go pitter-pat. But, a lot of the posts you’re going to see here for a while are going to be about my process from flab to fly (current status: flower). I’ll endeavour to add plenty of hilarity, so please tolerate me while I get it out of my system and return to discussions of why someone should start a Hobo Eating Competition (in which the hobos are doing the eating, not being eaten themselves, as I believe the latter would be illegal in most jurisdictions).
Gracias!
