I just finished reading a book where the main character was a blogger and it made me remember, oh shit I have a blog too! It's also reminded me to start reading more blogs again. I go through phases, the last being the most severe, of despising most blog content and only being able to ingest news on the internet sparingly and absolutely zero recreational or lifestyle commentary. Reading about avocado toast and mileage recaps just sucks after a while. Also, when my running and nutrition aren't top priority for myself personally it's hard to want to spend time reading about how other people are doing or relate. I've adopted the idea that social media should be viewed as the highlight reel of others lives. The prettiest or funniest things that happen to a person are captured and edited for sharing. I'm absolutely guilty of this - I blogged my marathon training and uh not the last 9 months I've spent running on a treadmill watching Netflix, I instagram storied the shit out of my trip to Paris but not me doing yardwork, getting sunburned, and cleaning my toilet yesterday. Not something I felt like the world should see and also no hands were free with all the weed whacking and clipping and dog poop scooping I was doing. Reading other content and not remembering that what is being posted is so acutely curated and edited to reflect a tiny moment in time or an aspirational lifestyle is a recipe for falling into an internet black hole of comparison and dissatisfaction. Sometimes I think I just need a break from that kind of thing. Also, it's important to me to try to take in information that is actually useful to my personal goals and there is so much info out there it's hard to discern the useful from the filler. I'm hoping writing some things down can help me stay organized about what's on my mind. I honestly don't know what the point of this paragraph is or why sparked me to start yammering on about how I know so much about the internet.
Maybe the point is I think I would like to start blogging regularly again as a way to document summer running and just what's going on in general. I journaled my whole vacation, documenting everyday's adventures to make sure I would remember in the future, and it reminded me of how much writing is a practice that needs to be kept up to get better, just like anything else. Including the physical part of it - my arm got tired and my fingers cramped up embarrassingly so the first few entries. Having this app on my phone should make it easier and quicker for me to get thoughts down, so here's to that one new goal.
The book I read was Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. It wasn't really about the main character being a blogger, and thats not the only thing I took away from the book don't worry, but it reminded me of the feeling I get writing something down that helps me process new or old ideas and makes my brain wrap around subjects in a new way. My girlfriends and I sometimes write emails to each other and they feel like life lessons when re-reading them. I can hear each of us processing and understanding what we are writing down a little better or differently as the chain grows. I am not a trained writer in any sense, but I love that it's something I can do anyway and especially with the way the internet has kind of ruined grammar it feels like an open way for anyone to share and participate.
So here's to trying to get back into the practice and hopefully learn something more for myself about whatever the heck I choose to write about.