Promises, Promises

I'm going to make more promises. Perhaps this is unwise. Perhaps I will fail to keep them. Perhaps perhaps perhaps.

Here's a truth: If I don't make any promises, I'm certain not to keep them. Ha!

Promise #1: I will update this blog every Monday.

Promise #2: I will update this blog every Friday.

Promise #3: The updates can and will be about anything that fits within the admittedly broad context of this blog. Whatever kind of stuff you've seen before will about dictate what future stuff will look like. But I'm not going to be rigid about it. Because I can't handle that.

I guess that last was less a promise than it was a disclaimer. But so it is written, and so it shall be.

In other news, I've been a little better about writing every day. Or, I'll say, I was getting better. Last week. And then the week wound up with some slacking, and this week started with some mental exhaustion, and...

TOMORROW I will begin again my ongoing, gasping commitment to write for two hours every day.

Aside: Tomorrow is my favorite day of the week.

On an entirely unrelated topic, I've been reading "Born to Run," and everyone in the world should read that book. I don't say that lightly. In fact, I say it heavily. Everyone in the world should read that book. People who love running should read it, and people who hate running should read it, and people who don't give a hard little crap about running should read it. Which is a long definition of "everyone," in this context. (-10 points for overusing that word, Jordan.)

Now watch this: