Sorry, just can't do it. Many thoughts recently which would be great to work out in these writings, but I just don't have the interest anymore. The time of my life when this seemed important is done now. Many things changed in the latter half of last year and it is such a sharp dividing line between what came before and what comes after.
This was one of the primary means of communicating with my dad. This is how he knew what was going on with me. Realizing that, and with him gone, I don't know who I'm writing for. Maybe it's time to just delete the damn thing.
Well, I'll wait. I'm sure I'll enter some big race and go through a training cycle sometime soon - I'll come back to this as a training diary, nothing more.