Disappearance...

I click on my blog from time to time and remember all the good times I spent writing about myself and reading about others typical days, not so great times, good races, bad races, great adventures and just about everything one could imagine. I enjoyed those times. I remember sitting and reading for hours and hours at a time and being caught up to date with everyone on my bloglist. I would comment on every single post. Sometimes to gain a comment in return, but mostly to let that person know that they were important to me and I appreciated them sharing their thoughts no matter how ordinary they might seem.

It seems strange now that when I click on my blog the motivation to write is not there. I click on my bloglines and see the number of unread posts appear to go up exponentially. I read one or two and get sidetracked. I'm not sure why.

Life is changing and in the midst of it all I find myself changing as well. Career has taken hold, family is in the forefront and I find myself returning to church on a regular basis. Running occupies my mind and the pr's of the past seem far away, but the desire to return to the front of the pack is strong, but not always as strong as family these days. I suppose it's a good thing. I know it's a good thing.

I would like to say that I will be by to catch up soon, and I hope that I am, but I'm not so sure I can make a promise. I can promise you that I wonder what you are up to and from time to time I have others fill me in. I think about you often, scattered at times, and contemplate trying to delve back in, but I cannot. There will be a season soon when my creative juices start flowing and my time frees up enough to catch up with long lost friends. I assure you that you are not forgotten.