Back to the Grindstone

[endlessrarities]

The fieldwork's finished, so I'm resuming my efforts to get fit. 

We took the bikes out this morning, and did our usual twenty mile run.  I haven't been out for a fortnight.  Last time I graced a bicycle, I died a thousand deaths before we'd gone five miles.

Today, I was a lot better.  I think that over the last few weeks, I've been suffering from exhaustion.  The good news is that I've still managed to retain a basic level of fitness.  So I've resumed the pilates and a bit of yoga, and next week I'll get back to fitting in some fragmentary workouts.  I'm going to take it easy at first - I think hurling myself into it wholeheartedly has helped to aggravate the sciatica.

I'm confident that I'm fit enough to get up a modest fell, at any rate.  That is, if I ever get the opportunity!  I'm not so rejuvenated that I've dragged Hector out to fit in a few studies and concerti, but I'm confident that I'll resume normality.

The only problem is the writing.  I'm in a complete dither with my novel.  It's as if I've dismantled a very complex tapestry because of a perceived flaw, and now I'm sitting amongst a pile of neatly bundled-up skeins of very fine wool which have to be turned back into a new, improved creation, and it's such a huge task that I don't know where to start.  The tapestry metaphor is probably an appropriate one, given the importance of Odysseus and Penelope...

I suppose it's evidence that while I've bounced back from my recent intensive bout of fieldwork physically, mentally I'm still very jaded.  I need that break so badly.  To quote the old telly advert for insurance, 'I want to be somewhere else'.

Like indulging in some retail therapy here:-

Or revelling in some serious scenery here:-

 

There's nothing for it.  I guess I'll have to take refuge in my Julia Bradbury videos...

Comments

[puddleshark.livejournal.com]

Don't torment yourself!

Or me... The possibility of me seeing any mountains in the near future is pretty remote. *Sigh*

[endlessrarities.livejournal.com]

Hellish, isn't it? *sigh*

[red-trillium.livejournal.com]

I admire that you are out in the field then when you get a break the first thing you want to do is (1) get out in the field (ie--vacation somewhere instead of becomming a hermit) and (2) exercise. I'm not a runner and while I used to be an outdoor person I find it harder to get motivated (things like the internet and books do tend to restrict outside-ness but I'm trying to figure out a way to balance them).

[endlessrarities.livejournal.com]

I can't admit that I WANT to go out and exercise. I love the fell-walking, and I love being able to sit on a road bike in an unfamiliar place and see the world (terrain permitting). To be able to do these things means exercising.

Since I became a full-time, permanent employee four years ago, the battle between what I ought to do (exercise) and what I want to do (write novels) has become ever more intense. The bottom line is that I like eating cake, speciality coffees and other evil foods, and therefore I have to exercise or resign myself to becoming a flump...

I will be doing my workout shortly, just after I post my blog-entry...