Mortaine’s Blog

He called about 20 minutes ago. He had 1 hour left before I was calling the park ranger– he has to call me an hour before sunset now when he’s backpacking. I’ve decided.

Busy night ahead– drop off music at Santa Cruz City Band, have dinner, watch Mr. Deeds, walk for 30 minutes, write 1200 words.

Lunch from the lunch truck is sucky. It always gives me nasty-tasting burps. I need to pack my own lunch from now on.

It’s 3:20. Can I take a nap now?

OK, today was up-the-word-count day. I have about 2100 words in for the day, with another 2000 needed. Eep.

I also upped my exercise routine. Yesterday, I only managed two sets of 2 min. run/4 walk, and was worried about today, when I was supposed to do four sets.

Well, today I did four sets. I am so fucking proud of myself. I cut the last run set short by 15 seconds, but I don’t feel even a little guilty about that. I feel proud. I made it to four. My next workout is Tuesday, with another 4-set workout. Wednesday is supposed to up it to 5.

I think tomorrow I will do a walking set (30 minutes, no running), just to keep my legs in motion. Yesterday was hard because my legs had a chance to get lazy. I can’t afford lazy right now. In about 3 weeks, I’ll be able to afford the rest, and I’ll need to have those days of rest, but right now I really really need to get into the habit of doing this every damn day.

Kind of like the novel. I need to do it every day. No faltering. I fuck up when I falter.

I ordered $150 worth of plus-sized workout and camping clothes today. Waterproof and microfiber pants and bras.

By the way, my mom now checks out my journal (when she doesn’t feel like she’s prying by doing so), so everyone say hi to her! *waves*

OK. It’s 7:45 and I haven’t had dinner yet and I have a movie I rented for tonight. Off to have frozen dinner and popcorn and veg in front of the Tube.