<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704944490429028777</id><updated>2011-12-10T21:38:13.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Running</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runandrunandrun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704944490429028777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runandrunandrun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jacob Lile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11623390355550218638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3T5SFbjTdUI/TTnon0fxvbI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ZZDmtrNOGfI/s220/Face%2BHat.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704944490429028777.post-4254040081569604712</id><published>2011-01-21T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T12:36:22.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not for you.</title><content type='html'>So now I'm blogging.&amp;nbsp; With my life the way it is now it seems like I am always running; rushing our the door to work, rushing from work to class, rushing home from class to see my family then falling in to bed at night.&amp;nbsp; This past&amp;nbsp;fifteen months&amp;nbsp;have been pretty significant for me.&amp;nbsp; I have enrolled in and completed four semesters of graduate school (three left until I graduate with an MPA); I have taken on significant challenges at work and doubled the number of staff who report directly to me; not to mention that my wife had a baby thirteen months ago.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, this year may be the most significant of my adult life so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last semester I was having a conversation with one of my professors about some&amp;nbsp;challenges that I was having with a member of the executive management team at work.&amp;nbsp; She suggested that I start a journal of my successes and failures.&amp;nbsp; This may serve me in the future when I may be confronted with similar challenges; I would be able to look back on what worked and what didn't in certain situations.&amp;nbsp; I rejected her advice at first because she is a hippie.&amp;nbsp; Come on, she made us read David Whyte in a Public Administration course!&amp;nbsp; But when I got to thinking about it,&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;journal of sorts&amp;nbsp;may serve a purpose.&amp;nbsp; Even the act of writing down some of these challenges may be cathartic in some way.&amp;nbsp; So anyhow, now here I am blogging away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this blog is for me to have a space to process my thoughts about work, grad school, being a father and being a partner in my marriage.&amp;nbsp; I am going to add a disclaimer to this blog that it is MY blog; it's purpose&amp;nbsp;is for ME to process MY feelings.&amp;nbsp; If you somehow stumble upon it and become upset by what you read, oh, well.&amp;nbsp; I will state now that I will make no apologies for what I write here.&amp;nbsp; If you read this and are hurt, offended, angered or saddened, PLEASE, stop reading.&amp;nbsp; 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