For those of you who’ve been checking Tripping The Kenyans over the past few weeks, you’ve definitely noticed a lack of Scott.

It ain’t just a magazine.

Yup, no running tales, no silly remarks, no mildly inappropriate comments and no painful puns (I’m sure some of you are grateful for that last one).

It’s been bit of an unplanned blogging MIA month.

I have been running. Yes indeed.

Since my last post back in late October I’ve run two races: The REVEL Canyon City Half Marathon and the Lexus LaceUp Palos Verdes 10K. I had a fun time (and decent finish times) at both races. And I continue my training with Team To End AIDS for the 2016 LA Marathon.

..and it’s more than just a game.

But no blogging.

I wish I had some awesome reason for my silence: like I had to go off-grid to lead a desperate Black Ops mission to protect the world from invading alien mutant chihuahuas (that’d be cool).

Nope, nothing as heroic and “world-savey” like that. Life just got a little busier than normal.

Since I’m a producer/writer by trade, I spend a big portion of my waking hours pounding on the keyboard… writing about other stuff than running (say it isn’t so). And sometimes at the end of a long day, my creative juices are simply out of juice.

Over the last few weeks, however, things have ramped up even more than I expected. A whole heap of writing, not mention spending a week at the American Film Market pedaling a pair of projects (it went well, fingers crossed). And a few other fires to put out on top of that.

Which has left me with a little brain drain and finger fatigue. And I’m now at my parents’ place in Atlanta for the holiday which leaves me little opportunity for blogging this week because I want to spend some quality family time… oh, and pig out too.

Hopefully I can carve out some more time when I get back to LA next week.

First we run, then we eat (a lot).

One last note, as you read this I should be in the middle of (or have just finished) running the Atlanta Half Marathon. FYI, I’ll be running the race with my sister-in-law and my niece (her very first half marathon). And by “running with” I mean watching them as they leave me in the dust.

I love Thanksgiving races because not only is it a festive time, but also because generating a 2000 calorie deficit first thing on Turkey Day morning helps me prep for the feast to come… and yes, I will be having seconds (and perhaps thirds) before collapsing on the sofa for a heaping helping of football (Packers play the late game woo-hoo).

I am indeed thankful.

A Happy Turkey Day to everyone… and Run on!