I took E on a run tonight. Something I haven’t done in a while for a number of reasons ranging from getting ready for open houses, studying for graduate tests, holidays, family events, etc. You see how things can get pretty busy.
Anyway, as I was finishing my run, I found myself reflecting on past posts. There was a time when I could remember everything I thought about on a run and I’d document it. That didn’t happen today. Most of my run time is consumed with thoughts about the days events or pushing towards a goal. What did hit me during cool down is something I’ve never reflected on before. How has blogging changed me? What lessons have I learned? Turns out there are some and I actually have changed, for the better.
Lesson 1 – I’ve learned that there are two things in my mean enough to me to keep telling you about them. Family and Fitness. Ok, so the family was a given but blogging about running, and training…well that was something that comes naturally and I love sharing my experiences and reading everyone else’s. It’s motivational to say the least. And serves as a reminder that no matter how crazy my day gets, I need to try make sure both of these things receive adequate time. They make me happy.
Lesson 2 – I’ve learned to pay attention to my emotions. Life moves fast, we all know that but what I was doing was not letting myself take the time to experience it. Whether the moment was good or bad, before blogging, I would’ve just shrugged it off and moved on. Now, if I feel like it’s something that others might be dealing with and could benefit from or discuss. I spends sometime thinking about it. It’s made me more attentive to myself but everyone around me as well.
Lesson 3 – I’m not alone. When I started blogging, I did it as a way, as most of us, to keep family informed of whats going on. What I found myself writing about however were my fears, trepidations and concerns about being pregnant and bringing a child into this world. I’ll let you in on a little secret…I wasn’t sure I wanted children. I liked my fast paced life. I traveled a lot for work, trained hard and felt good about myself. A baby would’ve thrown all that off, or at least I thought. I found others who were able to show me the positives and make me realize that what I was doing was, in fact, life changing but in ways you won’t appreciate till E had arrived. Needless to say, I’m happier now than I’ve ever been. There is a certain feeling, which I can’t explain any other way then contentment mixed with anticipation, that I get all the time. It’s amazing.
So to sum it up, I get it. I get why we blog, I get why we read each other’s blogs for the camaraderie, and support. To vent and comfort. And to hopefully, at the end of the day, go to sleep knowing that you’ve said everything you wanted to say and done everything you wanted to do.
What does blogging mean to you? In the mean time, good night!