I just came home from a run in 94-degree heat, so it may be the delirium that is getting me to write this.  But I think it’s more that I’m tired of second-guessing my blogpost ideas.

I often think about People-related topics and my work experiences while running, and maybe it’s the runners’ high that convinces me — in the moment — that these ideas are blog-worthy… but when I get home in front of my laptop, what seemed brilliant suddenly feels flat and trite.  So I write for a few minutes, and then scrap it.

I think it’s probably writers’ block, which may be a form of performance anxiety.  Because I don’t want to look like a fool or waste anyone’s time with rehashed ideas.  But I guess this is my blogpost so I’m going to write whatever I want to write, even if the ideas suck.

I think I’m over it.