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[rowyn]

I am on the exercise bike tonight, although I really don't want to be. I almost convinced myself not to, but finally talked myself into it by telling myself "I can quit any time".  So I can stop now at nine minutes, or keep going. I might as well keep going another minute.  Some days, that all I do.  Just one more minute after another, until it's been thirty and I finally let myself slow down.

 

The problem is, I don't feel like writing.

 

Writing and exercise have become bound together in my mind. Writing is the only thing so engaging it can make me forget I'm exercising. Exercise is the only thing so tedious it forces me to write.

 

If I could play games on my desktop while exercising, my writing might be in trouble. 

 

My writing is in trouble anyway, as witnessed by the fact that I am writing about (a) exercise and (b) writing, which are the two dullest topics I ever voluntarily converse about. Yes, even I think this is boring. Why am I doing it? It's better than staring at the exercise bike timer and thinking "16 minutes to go".

 

Just baely better.

 

But I can't keep this entry going. I need to write about something less boring or stop exercising. 

 

A person of less entrenched habits would stop exercising. Me, I'm going to work on Sign and Sacrifice..  Even if I don't know how to write what comes next.

Comments

[tuftears.livejournal.com]

*purrrs encouragingly*

I just found out the gym nearest my current office (Google has a pretty sprawling campus) is being closed for construction for a few months so I have to more seriously ponder getting an elliptical for at-home use! Or else walk to the main gym, but I begrudge the time spent in transit. (I recall that entry you wrote back when about catching yourself grumping about having to walk further to get to exercise)

I've been slacking off a bit much lately so I really need to get back in the habit... This isn't helping! T_T

Maybe the upcoming job change of situation is bugging you?

[rowyn]

Yeah, it is. I don't mind the new job, but I hate the idea of commuting by car. :6

[terrycloth.livejournal.com]

I wish I could write while exercising... I can barely read while exercising and half the time the jostling even from something like walking around is too much for me to concentrate. God forbid I'm on an actual exercise machine -- that's too noisy and crap for me to do anything at all except concentrate on how unpleasant it is.

[rowyn]

Yeah, the reclining bike is really nice as exercise machines go: it's designed like a regular chair with a back, so I don't have to stay balanced and only my legs move. It's also very quiet. It's not like being in a gym where there's always tons of background noise. x.x

But weirdly, I don't have any trouble walking and writing -- I'm writing this on the walk to work. That's one reason I hate the idea of driving to work. I'll lose the useful time I spend walking, even if it's only 20 more minutes a day total.

[terrycloth.livejournal.com]

Hmm. Maybe a carpool?

[rowyn]

That's a really good idea. :) But it looks like I won't have to move locations after all -- yay!

[the-vulture.livejournal.com]

Working out on an exercise bike? That's pretty much the human equivalent of a hamster wheel. It seems like you need to find something FUN to do for exercise. I'd recommend Kung Fu, but that's my answer to everything. :P

As for the writing, maybe you could find a writing club of some sort, something that hands out regular prompts to keep your brain engaged in the process. It also helps by providing an external accountability, which can be quite motivating; it sucks being the one who shows up without having written anything. If you want, I could poke you to see what you've written on a daily/weekly basis. :)

[rowyn]

No, thank you.

[jordangreywolf.livejournal.com]

I wish you best of luck on the writing! Sorry, but I don't have any great ideas on "how to get back into writing." I keep juggling so many other things, I never get "back around to it." =P

[rowyn]

Oh, this is my usual method for starting to write: whine about how I don't want to until I bore myself enough to begin. :D