I am constantly amazed at how some bloggers appear to fit so much into their waking hours. It's so impossible to keep up, I find myself beating up about it, the way I used to years ago. I've exhanged one fat guilt trip for another!
In the eighties it used to be 'All these fit, toned, energetic, high powered women who are in the gym every day at 7am, at their desk by 8, sit on the board of directors, manage pelvic floor exercises while doing the supermarket shop and still manage to rustle up an immaculate coq au vin after work ... no wonder I can never lose weight/get a great job/find a man or whatever, I just don't put in the work!
And now? Well, I lost the weight, got my man and work for myself, so no problems there. But ...all these bright, hard working, well-connected people posting long lists of fantastically useful links, scanning hundreds of other blogs, commenting, digging and tweeting and online networking all day ... no wonder they're soooo popular, no wonder they get asked to speak at the coolest events and sell so many copies of their e-books - it's never gonna happen to me because I just don't put in the work!
Anyway, can't hang about. Got blogs to read, new information to absorb. Maybe I'll just have a cup of tea first.