Thursday, March 10, 2011

Ouch! Working Out, and Writing.

I used to be a good girl and work out several times a week with a fabulous group of friends. I also used to be strong and a few pounds lighter. I say used to because I stopped, life just got too hectic there for a while. How long is for a while? We're talking a year. Yes. Can you sense the pain coming? Whimper with me.

Well, yesterday I went back like a scared dog with my tail between my legs.

Actual photo of me.

Why was I scared you ask? Are these friends mean? No. They are awesome and kind, but I knew they would hurt me. And they did. With these instruments of torture:

And this, too:

Even though I used the machine of death, I didn't end up looking like the girl in the picture. I feel cheated. I also feel like this:

But it's all good. I know the pain will fade in another day and slowly, ever so slowly, I'll work my way back to where I was a year ago. And I won't need vitamin I (otherwise known as Ibuprofen) forever. Just for today. And maybe tomorrow. And only when I'm awake and breathing. And maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to say goodbye to those pesky pounds that came to visit during my year of slackerness. And yes, I can use a made up word because I'm a writer and we have a special license for stuff like that.

What does all this have to do with writing? Way too much. I talked about not writing for a while when Kid D was down with the nasties. The trouble is, if you spend too much time away it's hard to get back into it. Your creative muscles atrophy and get grumpy. Your muse gets fat and lazy and doesn't show up when you sit down to write, even when you promise her chocolate. I know because I set out a bowl for her, and she never came.

It's hard and painful at first to crank out those words. The computer starts looking like this:

I mean this:

Well, I'm off to work those writing muscles because I will not go quietly into the night. And muse, if you're out there, you better show up, or I'll hire one of these:

You have been warned.


Jonene Ficklin said...

I'll bet your muse shows up by 8:30! That's a great idea, giving him a warning. Do you think it works for the revision muse? If so, I'm trying it!

LeishaMaw said...

She better show up because I need her. I'll let you know if dire warnings work. :0)

Donea Lee said...

What kind of chocolate are you using to tempt the muse? :) If it's dark...she might be on to you.

I feel your pain, though. I've gotten lazy in my writing and the actual exercising thing lately. I think I'll follow suit and work them both out tonight! (or tomorrow...) Have a good one!

Cherie said...

I think it's all related to the Easter eggs.

Jolene Perry said...

Thanks for the laugh!
All I want to do is run, no other kind of workout sounds good right now BUT it's been so windy I'm afraid I'll get blown away.

LeishaMaw said...

Donea, it's always milk chocolate around here.

Cherie, I'm sure Easter eggs have something to do with it. Well, the extra pounds anyway.

Jolene, I've never like running. Well, unless my life is in danger and then it's great. But I admire those who do run. Don't get blown away. :)

Ben Huff said...

Love it...I call Julie's house the torture chamber! Hope your muse comes back very soon!!!

Tiana Smith said...

Its so true that when you stop for awhile, it's so much harder to get going again. I can't even tell you how long I've been sitting on the end of my story. Ugh!

Carolyn V said...

You go girl! I'm trying to get back into the swing of things here with my treadmill/weights too. I always feel so much better when I do it. But the whole getting off the butt thing is hard for me. =)

LeishaMaw said...

Ben, it is a torture chamber, but a good one. He he.

Tiana, boy do I hear you. I sat on one of my endings forever.

Carolyn, I now believe that my butt holds a gravity well and that's why it's so hard to get up and moving. It's a beast to fight gravity. *Grin*


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