11:29 PM. I have exactly 31 minutes to write 500 words and I really have no idea what to write. My puppy is staring at me from the floor with his half, chewed up rope wanting to play tug-o-war. I ignore him, I need to write. I need to come up with something. But what? The puppy has realized I’m ignoring him and upped the ante, the rope is now in my lap. I give in and throw the rope for him. He bounds after the rope and up onto my bed. At full speed. The comforter gets shoved back and I wonder if he’s ripped my sheets. Again.
No time to worry. It’s 11:32 now and I still have no idea what to write. I guess I could just post after midnight, but then technically it’s tomorrow and it won’t be 500 words a day. I know it doesn’t make much sense, but I can split hairs at times. Besides, I already did that once. Shhhh….
So how did I get here, again? I was out at a friend’s place doing acroyoga. I know her place becomes a time suck. I always intend to leave at 10, but usually don’t get out until 11. Or 12. Ok, sometimes 1 am. This time it was better and I left at 10:45 because I knew I had to write 500 words tonight and post before midnight. 11:39.
The puppy is back. I try to ignore him again. Ok, not totally true. I picked up my phone to take a pic because 1) he’s cute 2) I can document it and use it for the blog post. Now I just have to think of how to get the damn thing off my phone and onto my computer so I can post it. Hope it turns out. I’m rushing a bit here if you hadn’t noticed. 11:41.
I usually take a good hour to get these things done. Between writing, editing, not like I do a whole lot of that, and finding a cool pic that I took because I don’t like using other people’s pics for some reason, it takes a while to get a post done. God, is that the most run on sentence I’ve written since 5th grade? I think so.
357 words down and 11:43. The puppy is now so close to me I can feel his hot breath moving the hairs on my leg. His rope is no where in sight, though, so I’m not really sure what he wants. Oh, he just went and got it, so now I know. All is right in the world.
Back to acro, because I have no idea what to write about. It’s a form of yoga I was introduced to a while ago, but didn’t start doing until a year ago. I was a little freaked out when I first saw it, but now I love it. It’s the only exercise I get. Not that it should be the only exercise, I seem to have become a little lazy, but that will change soon. I tend to go in ebb and flows, as I have written about, and I can feel the itch coming back to exercise. Maybe it’s the Chicago summer. Good chance of that. Then again, maybe I need to 30 days of exercise program. Who’s with me? 30 mins of exercise daily? Some form of cardio and body weight bearing exercise? Holy shit, 555 words and it’s 11:48. Where did that come from? Time to edit & post…