Motivation

I didn't forget about my blog, I just had no motivation to post. I think I may have written about lack of motivation before, but it really extends to all areas of my life. As for the blog, since very few people read it, and even fewer comment, I simply haven't bothered putting posts together recently. During my job search, the blog wasn't about communication; it was a quasi-therapeutic journal, mainly intended for documentation purposes.

I had the same experience with a physical journal I kept during my semester/travels abroad during college. I wrote in it constantly during the trip, a few entries a week, and intended to continue writing in it after my return. Although, like my blog, it has always been with me, a sometimes tangible companion and useful reference for times of discomfort or desperation, I haven't touched a pen to its paper in months.

I'd like to keep writing, but even I can admit that without the motivation of an audience, this blog may suffer. I think, ultimately, one obstacle is that although I write, I'm not a writer. And many of the bloggers with a constant readership consider themselves writers. I consider myself many things, most of them pejorative, but "writer" does not appear on the list.

I fear that my motivation issues may carry over into my running, which has become a steady addition to my athletic hobbies, behind ultimate frisbee, but alongside cycling. Until recently, I had the race to lever my motivation. Now, I feel as if I need another specific temporal goal to work towards, or else I simply won't bother.