Well, I feel just awful. I seem to have confused you with a promise of a video blog about rhythmic jogging. I can see why you guys thought I was serious. I’m known for my wicked slick dance moves, and also….
… obviously you’ve come to know me as a serious, serious athlete. I do water aerobics sometimes, y’all, like a champion. In truth, I was joking, but your immediate belief in my groove-sprinting capabilities made me think:
1. You are crazy.
2. And I like it.
Problems with a vlogging a vlog-like vlog about running range from small hiccups like the fact that I don’t know how to video tape things and- really- I can barely figure out this widgety old blog to larger issues such as the one about my not being able to run for more than 30 seconds at a time without faking an asthma attack in order to justify quitting. It’s true. I’m technologically defective, and it only takes about two strides before things get ugly (insert heavy mouth-breathing here).
Really, the major announcement behind the post I aptly titled “Announcement!” is that I have nothing to announce. No new news, just a busy schedule as of late and a few odd photos of men milking cows that I was just so anxious to share!
Coming real soon (after a nap, and you know, all that business I was talking about) I’ll be adding some new, probably vlog-less segments to the blog. A little about parenting, a lot about urban dance battles, and just about everything in between. My question for you, tiny dance joggers, is what interests you most. I realize my original plan to devote this blog to various public performances of “Gangsta’s Paradise” might not keep you entertained. For those of you who have been around this circus de crazy for a while, I’d love some input.
What should this rambler ramble on?
P.S. Kind of very much wanting to actually vlog about rhythmic jogging now.
P.P.S. How sure are you that the “Gangsta’s Paradise” thing is an awful idea because
P.P.P.S. it still seems like the right thing to do.