If I can log, why can't I blog?

I got an email the other day announcing my blog's seventh birthday. As you can plainly see, I haven't posted anything in years! I could say that life got in the way, but the truth is that I'm a lazy, undisciplined writer. Oh, I'm a dedicated logger, I'm just not a blogger.

For years, nay decades, I have recorded my weight on a daily basis. I started by writing it on old-school wall calendars that I hung on the door inside my clothes closet, then progressed to a spreadsheet in Google Docs, now known as Google Drive. When on a diet, I've hand-written every scrap of food I ingested, starting in the nineties when a group of  Shoppers Drug Mart co-workers and I started going to Weight Watchers on our lunch hour. (I'd kill to be at what was once my "starting weight"!) We all filled our weekly Weight Watchers log books. Later, when I worked at Henry's, I tried Atkins, and painstakingly documented my food and beverage intake in notebooks, carefully noting the net carb count down to the half-carb, staying within my allotted range depending on which Atkins Phase I was in. I added daily thoughts in bullet point form.  

When I started wearing a pedometer, I opened up a Google Docs spreadsheet where I've logged my distance, time, steps, speed, and calories based on the TrekLinq's daily data, along with the location of my walks (Toronto, Collingwood, Cuba, wherever...) and, of course, my weight (unless I'm on vacation, when I log the name of the city in the weight column). I create one tab for each year, and have a complete record that dates back to November 30, 2005. Wow.

In 2006, I started a joint spreadsheet with a few of my fellow book lovers. The idea was that we'd share what we were reading, add comments, and inspire each other to try new authors. Sadly, my desire to record everything resulted in almost all of my friends erm, "opting out" of my shared spreadsheet. And when we were down to just two of us, my friend announced her hatred of me, calling me the "most selfish, self-absorbed, self-centered person on the planet". But that's another story, best left untold and forgotten. Anyway, I saved her entries in a separate spreadsheet in case we reconciled and she wanted her information, unshared my spreadsheet and changed the name from "Smart Women Like to Read" to "Lynnie Likes to Read". There I document my reading activity, including the author name, book title, date started, date finished, and how I felt about the book. This  spreadsheet has proven quite useful, as I now avoid accidentally rereading a novel.

Today we have Goodreads to help us with this task, but me being me, I not only log my reading activity in Goodreads, but I still maintain my spreadsheet. It comes in handy when I go to the Collingwood Public Library, looking to read everything a favourite author has published. Yes, I've moved away from eBooks back to "book books", though I prefer to take out both the "book book" and the eBook at the same time. This helps with my insomnia, allowing me to read in bed while my husband sleeps without having to turn on the lights!

So, if I can log so extensively, obsessively and regularly, why can't I blog? It can't be a preference for Excel over Word (or their Google generated facsimiles). I love Word! I love writing! My emails more often resemble short stories than quick messages. So why?

I have no answer.