Still Hangin' Out...Mardi Gras Style.

I thought I would be posting by now, but things haven't quite fallen into place. Still hectic pace at work and currently in New Orleans for Mardi Gras. No, I'm not partying, I'm cleaning up afterward each day in our assigned areas of the downtown. By day, I mean each night, well...then into the next day.

Maybe this weekend I want have my normal work load on top of duties here and will take a moment to update my blog look, my running #'s (currently on a piece of paper in my pocket), and share a relevant or irrelevant thought.

In closing...A-Rod is taking a beating for his steroid use, and yes I'm disappointed, but for anyone who wants to criticize him for failing to be a positive role model....

"Do you measure up each and everytime you're in a spot to leave a lasting impression on a child, on a stranger, on a lost person?"

Honestly, I make A-Rod look pretty good!

Now, back to the grind.

A Follow Up to My "Last" Post

As I mulled my decision to stop blogging on the flight out this morning, I began to consider what writing this blog meant and what it had become.

In some ways it became a chance to share my thoughts and ideas, to carry on a conversation, albeit one sided (I guess that would make it a monologue) and often times replaced the conversations that my travel prevents me from having with friends and family.

The more I think about writing, not that I consider myself a writer, I realize that everyone who writes, does so for themselves. Some to share thoughts and ideas, some to gain fame and fortune, but ultimately they draw something from it.

At this point in time my life seems to have grown rather hectic. Personal and professional pressure, responsibilities, and demands on my time have impacted how I spend my time, how I workout, and what my fitness goals are. So also have my thoughts and ideas have changed to reflect where I'm at today. While the topics I originally wrote and tried to continue to write about are still important to me, there are also thoughts, opinions, ideas, questions, and rants that I want to share, but, this blog, with its original intent and purpose does not present the proper venue for those topics. (No I'm not talking graphic OLS stories).

Going back a paragraph to my comment about writing for yourself, I need to do that. I need to write about the things that capture my attention and mindset on any given day. So I will return to blogging in the days ahead, but will do so with a different format. On Running Saved I've tried to avoid discussing some issues, feeling they were not appropriate given the intent of the blog, yet those issues would dominate my thought process looking for an outlet. So I'm going to either create a new look and format for this blog, or create another and start fresh. Either way, I will return, ultimately because I need the outlet. I hope you'll continue to stop by to read my ramblings, feeling free to challenge me when you disagree, or chiming in when you agree.

Thanks

James

Shutting Down!

For some time now I have found it difficult to make the time to post on this blog.

Rare is the time I spend on a computer anymore that isn't work related. Even posting my workouts to my online log can seem a daunting task and one I'm considering eliminating.

So I'm signing off for now. I'm going to leave the site active for now, and should things change, perhaps return to posting, but for now, it has become a victim of changing work responsibilities and priorities overall.

I will still continue to visit the blogs that belong to my friends, whether they be from the real world or the web world.

Thanks to all who have taken the time to read. I hope at times I've drawn a laugh, whether intentional or not. I hope I've motivated some to think, to live, to work out, and perhaps to draw closer to God.

If I've failed that, at least I had a good time. Take Care, keep running, cycling, lifting, living, and praying.

James

I want(ed) to run...Part 2

Ok,

My reward for coming home:

1. 
   Jordan awoke at about 12:30 A.M., wide awake, ready to watch the end of Speed Racer when he realized I was watching it. So a blanket, the couch and him on my chest is how I ended watching the movie..perfect.
2. 
   Then after putting him down, and before I could get in bed, Jaden wakes up. His pull-up had leaked and his bed was soaked. He wanted me to change put on his new pull up and then, since I was too lazy to do a middle of the night bed linen swap, he got into bed with Jordan and with a smile, drifted off to sleep...excellent.
3. 
   Sometime in the night Jared crawled in bed with us. While I often get annoyed with the loss of space, after being on the road, I tend not to be quite as agitated and couldn't help but smile seeing him there when I awoke this morning.
   
   Sooooo. The race would have been nice, the medal added to the shadow box on the den wall, but what I've got to show for not staying, will last me a lifetime. Memories.
   
   Parenting is so great...hold on a second.....
   
   "Jared, put that down!" "Jordan, quit hitting him!" "Jaden do you want to get sent to your room too?!"
   
   ....now where was I....