I just looked at my other blog page, which is more for family news, and discovered that I choose the same layout and look. I hate being so predictable but I quess I am.
I heard that some of my relatives think I am an addict. Myself and my cousins Serena and Bryan. All addicts. I don't exactly feel like an addict. If I am then my addiction is causing me a great deal of frustration right now. But perhaps that is the nature of addictions. Perhaps they all start innocently enough and then turn gradually into sources of frustration and sometimes pain. I personally don't think that running is a bona-fide addiciton but some may. And I do think of other things. I just think about running more than most.

Okay, I am now an official 'blogger'. Kind of surreal. I don't know how open to be about my feelings in this format. I doubt that anyone would every really read these pages of mine but it is somewhat like leaving you personal diary in a place where anyone could sneak a peak at what is what in your life. Creepy.