Sunday Mop Up 04/22/07
So, I'm all ready to close up shop here, take the shingle down, and call it quits. I listed the reasons here, and I feel good about my reasoning. I make the big announcement, and prepare for Life After Blogging.
Then, I get feedback. Leave it to someone just casually stumbling across my posted announcement, a person I have never heard from before, to not only blow holes in my alibi for quitting, but making a suggestion that hits me in the face like a 2x4. Thank you, Pissed Off Housewife. You humble me. And I accept your advice and your dare.
Starting on April 27th, this blog gets a serious facelift. The focus here will be my health and the challenge I face as I strive to get into some semblence of fitness. I will only post about my workouts, my caloric intake, and any results I gain from the hard work ahead. It aint gonna be pretty and, damn, I know it.
There will be no more commentary on current events, dumbass Youtube clips, or revelations about Life As A Hairy Homo. This blog will only serve as a way for me to be accountable to my committment to get healthier.
I suspect this will bore the living hell out of everyone, so don't be surprised if I disable the comments section so that I don't have to put up with any outside negativity about what I am doing. Besides, even positive comments could distract me. I'm easily distracted, you know.
By keeping the blog going, I will have a record of what I have, or have not, done. I will also have a portal to other blogs that interest me, which is important to me as well. If I am fucking off, I will be able to see it here. You will, too.
So, that's the plan, Stan. I'm as nervous as a whore in church about it. Maybe that's a good sign. I'm still making decisions about how this is all gonna look, but I'm cool with allowing it to develop in an organic fashion. I don't want to spend too much time on the details. Distractions, again.
The one thing I am sure of is that I don't want to continue dealing with the medical issues that I've been dealing with forever. I'm old now, and I'm not bouncing back as fast as I did when I was a kid. I know I'll never be a buff musclebear, but I sure don't want my diabetes and medical issues to take me down. I'm running out of time to get my shit together.
That I'll lose readers is a given. I honestly don't care (tho' I bet I still track you'se guys with StatCounter).
Whoa. Scary stuff.