Mad Dogs, Englishmen and Me
Everyone
probably knows the rest of that quote. Why me, you ask. It happened about a
week ago. In the last eight months I’ve lost fifteen pounds. Well for the past
two, I have remained at the same level. I would like to lose a bit more. What
to do? The only way to achieve this is to exercise and walk.
Walk
to me is boring. But I know I must. Now they say the early bird… You know the
rest. I am not a morning oerson. I am awake and my brain works but my body
refuses to exercise at that time. I spend the hours from seven AM until around
twp PM convincing my self “I can do that.” Therefore, I have cone to grips with
the midday sun. But I set forth, increasing the distance every day. My goal is
to reach the hook and that’s three miles from my house. I figure in a year or
two I will reach that goal. Then the problem will be walking back.
One
good thing about doing this walk is I can think about my WIP. That is moving
forward. Since the first of July, I’ve planned and now have about finished the
rough draft. The total will be 40,000 words and I write tight in the beginning.
I figure when I’m finished the book will be somewhere between 50,000 and 90,000
words. So every day, I hit the pavement while the midday sun is high and push
myself another hundred steps forward.
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