Soo... a co-worker asked me if he could have my blog addy after I let it slip that I have a blog. The reasons that I'd give it to him are the same reasons why I let it slip: we have a repoire, we e-mail back and forth like friends who enjoy it, not co-workers who have to, etc.
But before I revealed this electronic slice of me, I thought I might read back over what I've written here and make absolutely sure that there wasn't anything that I wanted unseen. There isn't, but I left my blog archives with an impression: I could be viewed as a very negative person if you were basing your opinion by reading. (I would consider myself neither an optimist nor a pessimist, but rather a realist. Unfortunately in this world, realism does indicate a rather larger slice of "negativity" than perhaps an optimist would think appropriate, but there it is.)
That's ironic, because I tend to think of this blog as being mostly about training, a lot about funny shit, and a little about stuff that pisses me off, and very occasionally about other stuff. But when I write about stuff that pisses me off, I'm *usually* trying to make it funny. And when I'm writing about a shitty training experience, I'm doing it mostly for the record. When you look back over the record you can see someone who started at the beginning of this year 10 pounds overweight and unable to run a minute at a time who in 7 months time lost 16 pounds and can now run 35 minutes in a go, and that's really a positive story, isn't it?
So there it is. If I ever gain a reader, know that when my voice is in your head, make it ironic. Make it sarcastic. But don't make it pissed off.
(Tae Bo this morning. Hopefully swimming and/or lifting tonight.)
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