August 26, 2010 § Leave a comment
That’s how many words I wrote tonight in two hours! Had I not had the pressure of meeting with my writing group tomorrow, I probably would have watched Hell’s Kitchen, but I didn’t. I wrote and I thought of new plot twists and I’m enthused about my book once again. I tell ya, this book writing is like being in a relationship! I’m in love with it some days, and ready to give up and go back to my old love, non-fiction, other days.
My marathon training has been up and down (literally!) as well, but for some reason it feels different than writing a book. No smart comments–I know they are different activities–but they both require a lot of time and endurance, and yes, mental energy. When I run, I think about running. I think about my posture and my muscles. I watch other people run. I realize I run faster when I’m leading a pack, and slow down when I am following because feel bad about myself. When I don’t have far to go, my body speeds up. I now can tell myself to use different muscles when running up hills. I know it sounds weird, but I literally put my butt in gear when running up hills so I don’t wear out my legs. I tell myself to relax, stand up straight, forget about the pain, and when I do, I simply run faster. I won’t say running isn’t physical, but it’s also so much mental. Monday, coach Ryan said I was a rock star, and I said, “Yeah, I’m constantly surrounded by a bunch of stinky people, and I’m tired.” I tell my writer friend that he can run a marathon, and he says he can’t. I guess most days I’d say I can’t write a book. What’s my point? I forgot. Just that they’re both difficult activities.
I’m tuckered out. Good night.