So, I had a thought the other day.
Well, actually, I tried to have a thought.
That’s the problem.
Lately my brain hasn’t been functioning quite right. I’ll try to recall some bit of information, or one of the kids will ask me a question, or I’ll attempt a simple math problem and my brain refuses to cooperate.
I’m blaming it on “mommy brain”.
The thing is I spend the majority of my time with humans under the age of 8. While the time spent with these precious beings is rewarding, satisfying, worthwhile, essential and life-altering, it leaves me little time for deep thinking, pondering, if you will. I rarely use any analytical thinking.
Occasionally Superman will engage me in conversation about something he has preached about or is studying and I find myself struggling to keep up with what he’s talking about. I feel like my brain is a tad fried, for lack of a better word.
This brings me to the whole point of what I’m trying to say. For years Superman has been pestering/encouraging me to write a blog. I’m always quick to tell him why that’s a bad idea. The reasons range from “I have nothing to say” to “Why would anyone care to read anything from my random world of thoughts.”
Now that my younger sister has hopped on the blog train (you can find her over at Allison’s Wonderland), the husband has been at it again. “If she can do it, you can do it” kind of thing.
So, I think I have finally decided to give blogging a chance for the sole purpose of exercising my brain.
(See, I couldn’t even spell exercising just now, had to spell check.)
And maybe to pacify Superman just a little.
I realize the importance of exercising to benefit your physical health, not that I find myself doing that all that often, either. But I also know that the brain needs a good workout to stay sharp as well.
Here I go, off to blogland. Making myself vulnerable to judging readers (Hi Mom and Dad) and just putting it all out there. Whipping my brain into shape through writing.
Now, as for the physical exercise…well one thing at a time….