A weirdness overcame me on the treadmill today, only the fourth time I tackled exercise this past week. I sooked about getting on it, and I sooked the whole 5 laps aka 2kms. As punishment for my bad behaviour I made myself do another lap. Nasty.
Half way through that lap the supposed feel good endorphins must have kicked in, because I loosened up a bit. I wondered to myself if the extra lap was just to avoid getting into the waiting writing. I have antagonist scenes to write. I have a bloke to kill off … maybe. And while I was thinking about that, the extra lap finished but I decided to keep going. Before I knew it, I zoned out at the steady 5km per hour and spoke with my main girl T. That hasn’t happened before — ever!
My Miss T got stuck into me about my plans to kill off her love interest. I explained it would naturally force her into the arms of J’s brother D, for whom I thought she was getting the hots. She sneered at me, so what, she said, it was just once I had a bit of a perve. The wings threw me, I couldn’t help myself if my mind wandered to wondering what the front looked like. I owned up to J about that. She went red. (obviously I could see her too, only in my mind)
But J is a bit of a loser, you’ll be better of with D, I suggested. Yeah, she countered, but D is a bit keen on that bloody witch who kidnapped me. D isn’t innocent either, he was in on it.
But he’s trying to make up for that. And the bab… No, don’t go there! she said, I don’t want to talk about that. Well, actually, I didn’t want to talk about that either because I think twins in my fantasy novel might well be one cliché too many!
About this time I snapped out of the zone, wiped my perspiring brow and slogged on until 10 laps (5kms) flashed up on the running, ahem, walking track.
Christine R 
Oh how I can relate to doing something sooky like exercise to avoid something even sookier! Good on ya!
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I made sure I was in a more compliant mood this morning, so I only had to do the 5 laps. And then I set about saving Miss T’s boyfriend. Left it mid-scene (two scenarios to dwell on) but got 1028 words under my belt first. I’m trying my hardest to develop discipline. 🙂
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Delightful ! What made you get a treadmill ?
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I have high blood pressure, and am on fairly strong stuff, so I need to exercise to try and get fitter and maybe I can come off the tablets in the future — before they stuff up my liver. I was happy to walk with the dog until she tripped me up a twice. I got a very, very cheap treadmill from ebay and I haven’t killed it yet. I’d probably end up breaking an ankle if I walk fast around the neighborhood. So I warm up first with the dog walk. Thanks for asking, Margaret-Rose. 🙂
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Makes perfect sense. I only wish I could jog so that I could use a treadmill meself. Never been able to jog.
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I haven’t graduated to jogging yet M-R. That’s a long way off, if ever! Never a pretty sight anyhow. Blokes love laughing at the stupid way some females run! LOL
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… the belt on the lowest speed is barely moving! Anything above 6.5kms an hour would mean breaking into a jog, I usually go about 5ish.
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I loved to hear how you were able to zone into hearing your character talk to you Christine. Sounds really positive. Your blog hasn’t been popping up on my reader even thoughI’ve ticked it…. shall maybe tick it again and see what happens…
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That did the trick, I hope. Thanks for wanting to follow my blog. I appreciate it.
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