but thank God for elliptical machines.
I’ve been working on the RWiR manuscript, but in a larger capacity, working on myself. My April schedule has meant my usual routine (writing at 4 AM) doesn’t always work. It’s an unfamiliar thing to reinvent myself in such a trivial way, but some days I have to write at 2 PM…and it’s dang weird…
My brain’s not used to this, my whole being is completely weirded out. Not to mention, I’ve tossed down a challenge to myself to step out of my comfort zone and do new & interesting things (which sometimes means eating my veggies last, but hey, baby steps and gradual inclines, right?) and that has me feeling out of sorts.
I’m not a huge fan of working out but in the past little while, I’ve been going using the elliptical and today, I found myself waking up and looking forward to the workout–the low burn, pounding music, watching the Justice League–wow.
Me.
Looking forward to working out.
How weird can it get?
