I have been so utterly terrible at blogging lately!!!
When I realized how long it has been since I actually sat down night after night and pounded out pages of writing, it really made me sad. I adore writing. It is a true passion of mine…. Something that has always felt very therapeutic for me.
Writing was once something I did on a daily basis. I would do it out of both the love of writing and necessity. I’d get out of bed in the middle of the night after the ex had fallen asleep and sit on the couch in the otherwise pitch-black living room; with the only sound being that of my fingers hitting the keys and his light snoring in the background.
It really makes me truly sad that I haven’t been taking the time to blog recently. I have been in a constant cycle of running (I have been training for SFM still. Training update to come soon), work, having an amazing time in Austin: repeat. I’ve realized recently why I started my blog in the first place…. I originally started because it’s so therapeutic… To release everything…. However, the incredible, strong, beautiful people I’ve met through blogging are the reason Wild Things RUN Free ever got to where it was.
That’s why, I’m so sorry… not to you guys as my readers, but AS MY FRIENDS.
I’m sorry for disappearing. I promise I am back in full force, not only as a writer, but as an active and good blend