Today I launched a new experiment, Navigating the Waters: a blog for collecting my more formal writings (versus this site which is more off-the-cuff). We’ll see how it goes. Please pop over and take a look.
So, it’s been asked so I’ll answer: no, I haven’t given up on the photo-a-day project. I just changed the backend processes that directed where newly shared pictures go so they send them to tumblr instead of here. Click on the Photography link above and you’ll see them in all their glory.
The big news is that I am starting a new blog. I am creating a place for my long-form posts (such as posts like the one on Kids and Social Media from a few years ago) to go. The idea is to create a space where I can explore our modern digital world and make sense of it all (or at least try to) and to encourage myself to write more often. I hope to launch it shortly so watch this space for details. This blog will remain for my experiments in photography, autobiographical posts, and things that are less serious and not appropriate for the new blog. And I’m hoping that my writing more will actually bleed over to this blog so I will have more content to post here.
And now you know.
I just completed my seventh National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) in a row writing a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. This year I was pretty sure I wouldn’t make it. I have so incredibly much going on that when I feel behind by 11K words two weeks ago, I never thought I would recover from it. But recover I did and I finished it today. Now I can focus on all the other things… no rest for the wicked!
I finished week 3 officially going ahead of where I left off on the first go-round. And then the next day, my knee was in a lot of pain. I had to take stairs always going up with my right leg and doing a funny hobble going down so I wouldn’t bend my left knee. That lasted for a few days and then finally eased off. But it still twinges and I decided to halt the running program again. I have my annual physical today so I took a week off to rest the knee and then see what my doctor says about it. I have the sneaking suspicion that the best course of action is to go back to using the elliptical and/or walking and leave off the running until a later date when my knee is stronger and/or I have lost more weight.
So, that’s where things stand. Not run. Just stand.
I am now where I was when the kidney stone took me out of commission on my C25K project: Week 3, Day 2. Barring anything major, I’ll finally move ahead tomorrow with Day 3. Then onwards to week 4 and beyond.
Some things are getting easier but I still find the 3 minute long slogs to be, well, slogs. I need to return to going to the gym. I haven’t been since I started this journey back in August and I should be doing weights on my off days. Hey! Today is an off day! Guess what I should go to later on?
Another missed day. The plan was to run Friday and finish week 2 on Sunday, then start week 3 on Tuesday and get back on my Tue/Thu/Sat schedule. But I was foolish to think I could get out and run on the same day we were to meet my sister for breakfast, pack, and check out of the hotel by 11AM. Even moving our checkout to noon, we barely made it out on time.
So, Day 2 of Week 2 happened this morning. So, about this morning. First, we got home around 9PM last night after a lot of driving and, thanks to caffeine, while exhausted, I couldn’t sleep until late. So I woke up late. This means I missed the cooler weather. And not only is it warmer than I prefer, it’s also incredibly humid out there. But I pushed through and did it.
I am coming to realize that running is less about the physical activity itself and more about the mental. Pain and shortness of breath are par for the course. It takes tenacity, stubborness, and no small amount of self-pride (a close cousin of self-shaming but far more positive and effective) to push through it. Where I would have stopped in the past to catch my breath or rub my leg, I push through. I think about how good it will feel to know I completed another day. I think about how much more healthy I am getting by doing this and what that means for my life as I get older (and after spending a few days visiting my mother who just had knee-replacement surgery, I am even more sensitive to the issues of aging). And I think about what kind of model I am setting for my son.
So, it sucked today and I am sweating buckets (and that means I can’t get into the shower until I stop or I will just keep on sweating even afterwards which is, frankly, nasty) but I also feel fantastic that I did it. And that’s what I have to hold on to moving forward.