I wonder, sometimes

...why blogger is still here. It works, yes. Plenty of people still use it. I'm still oddly proud I managed to get this blog name.

At the same time, Google rarely seems to do much with it and a lot of blogs still look 15 years old. Even if they are regularly updated.

Seems like there should be a better use for the site.

Anyway, here is wherel plan to do a lot of stuff, though I will ontinue figuring out a use for this space.

 https://huff.substack.com.

I hate being happy

Hands up if you're the kind of person who tends to actively sabotage your own happiness. That's me. It's not intentional at all--though who would intentionally sabotage themselves?

I do this to forestall everything that can go wrong. You know, if you anticipate disaster then you aren't surprised when it happens.

At the same time it ends up something like a request for bad results. A self-fulfilling prophecy.

I turn 51 in November. Maybe this is the year I fix this shit. Maybe.

What I'm Doing

Sometimes I don't know. I just know I listen to my body and sometimes it says "stop." But usually only for a day or so.

Broadly speaking, though, I think I've concluded I may be on some sort of immersive journalism experience here. The effort is to see how far, after losing weight, etc, one dumbass middle-aged cracker who has mostly done jobs requiring me to sit on my ass and think, with a weakness for peanut butter products, can get in developing strength and endurance.

So that's what I think is up, here. More as the story develops.