The weather is gray an oppressive, and my brain refusing to cooperate without the second big cup of coffee that is currently brewing away.
So today will be brief.
Writing, I’ve started nothing new, though ideas, like the coffee, are percolating, but more importantly: it is time.
I’ve opened the manuscript I finished a little while ago for the first read through.
Despite excellent and varied procrastinations, I’ve got to get to it. I’m going in. Wish me luck, this is when it usually gets ugly.
On the fitness front, five days, five workouts. This week they all seemed kind of mechanical, or maybe it was me. Thursday was fun, the trainer is an American Ninja Warrior, and he’s always creative in his workouts.
Wednesday was good too. Actually, really, it was just me, it was a great week of workouts and trainers, looking back.
So that was my week. How was yours?
So it’s Friday! I hope you had a good time with #PromptaPalooza, it was definitely fun finding the prompts. Not that I’ve done any of them, I should get on that.
But I was away, in Boston for a few days. There’s so much to see there, and I did just a fraction of it. Their art museum, the Museum of Fine Arts is fantastic. I wish I could have covered more, but focused mainly in the American Art, with furniture and portraits and the sense of the time around the founding of our country.
I saw the glass flowers at the Harvard Museum of Natural History, and they are a remarkable sight. They look alive in a way I’ve never seen glass before. I posted some pictures on Twitter if you’re interested.
Overall it was a fascinating trip but it involved no writing. Which is fair, I think, it’s a vacation after all.
But I did keep up with the fitness. I left very early on Friday, but managed to do a Daily Burn workout from the library, a yoga-based one. And then on Monday I used the hotel fitness room. Tuesday I did the Daily Burn workout from Monday, and Wednesday I was back home and back to normal.
Although I walked A LOT in Boston. A LOT. It would be nice to get that much in back here at home, but it’s tougher.
So that’s me. How was your week?
Here we are at Friday again, it’s so strange how that seems to happen so quickly lately. Especially here in the last bits of summer.
So it won’t be a long one today, I’m still in my post-finishing phase, which usually means a bit of a writing break. Though I’ve had some ideas I want to try out.
And, of course, editing time.
On the fitness front, I did my five workouts but it was a tough week. Monday had more technical issues, and I ended up doing a previously-recorded workout. The whole week felt very challenging, I don’t know if it was me or the routines themselves, but still, I got here.
Got it done. And the truth is that even if I feel sluggish getting to a workout, I’m never sorry I did it.
And that’s me. How was your week?
I’m being serenaded by an orchestra of hammers today. It’s not as sweet a sound as you might imagine.
But the news of the day isn’t why you’re here. You’re here for the update of the week. Ah yes. The update.
Writing has not been great, though I have several projects that are very happily playing in the corners of my mind. Why aren’t they playing in the corners of my keyboard?
I dunno. Ask them. They can be stubborn things.
I’ve taken to it being summer, real summer, and this week I went to the Art Institute for the Manet exhibit, which focused on the latter part of his career. And I realized something.
Manet doesn’t stir me quite like his contemporaries. If you look at the faces of the women he painted, they’re all the same; blank, empty, soulless.
Like he didn’t see the women as any different from the flowers or the fruit. Objects to be posed for a still-life.
Compare that to Renoir, where every person and every moment in time is crystallized.
And again I digress.
Fitness was another stellar week, though, five days, five workouts. Daily Burn rocked it, and I rocked Daily Burn.
Got some house-related things done, so it wasn’t a total waste. How was your week?
Somehow we’ve come around again to Friday. It was another slow week and fast week and I have no idea how time does it.
Writing-wise I’m coming into the home stretch with this manuscript, it’s at an emotionally sticky part and my character doesn’t want to go through it so neither do I, but there is only one way.
Her epiphany is looming.
On the exercise front, this week was pretty smooth with the workouts. Five days, five live ones, and they were all solid, all enjoyable in their own way. Today was yoga and it was a fabulous way to end the week. The newest trainer led a workout on Thursday and I liked him; I really wasn’t sure that I would.
And that was my week. How was yours?
I guess we’re sticking to weekly? Habits are habits, it seems.
It’s felt like a longer week than it was, but that tends to happen in this brave new timeline. So much information constantly coming at us makes everything feel like it’s elongated.
Yet here we are.
So on to the task at hand, the week. If you were following along this week, you know already that I had a huge breakthrough with a book that’s been sitting. I’ve made progress in it, and it’s careening toward a conclusion, which is a nice feeling. Especially when something has stalled for so long.
When it comes to fitness, five days, five workouts, though Monday had a bit of a problem as the service wasn’t working properly. I substituted a really fun dance workout that was in the site library, and onward we went.
That’s my week. How was yours?
Bet you’ve had baited breath since…Monday, given that the Friday post didn’t post. But here we are.
I think it’s a habit now, and habits are hard to break.
Actually, good habits seem easier to break than bad ones. Wonder why that is.
OK, I’ve distracted myself long enough.
So this week. A bit on the writing and editing front, but nothing to really post about. I seem to be in the thought-heavy part of creativity, with lots of ideas floating but they’re not quite solid enough for words on a page.
I need to roll up my sleeves and get messy.
I do want credit for doing laundry because doing laundry annoys me to an extent I don’t understand given that I don’t have to go over to the lake and pound it against the rocks. I just have to use the laundry room. And yet we all have those things, don’t we?
Workouts were good this week, great trainers all week, great workouts all week and it felt a little less of a grind than last week. And thanks for all the encouragement on that front, you guys know how challenging it can be.
So that’s me. How was your week?