All going swimmingly
Yesterday I returned from the PPRG conference buzzing with ideas for work. Serious ideas, which is why I was awake at 7.30am on a Sunday morning (my only possibility of a lie in this week) jotting them all down before I get into work in Monday morning and get caught up in the day to day. I am not going to forget all the valuable information from the past three days.
The conference was great but it’s put me a day behind on NaNoWriMo even with my writing on both journeys to and from the conference. However we’re only on the 8th and I still have three weekends ahead to lock myself in darkened rooms and get that word count out. If I really go for it I can get 1500 words out in an hour so in theory I can do my remaining 39400 words in under 27 hours. I will get back on track!
The ‘up’ of work creativity and ‘down’ of NaNo word count isn’t the only thing that the conference is responsible for. It also got me swimming again. As I mentioned in a previous blog my brain finally seems to be altering some of it’s thinking. If I’m feeling crap it’s off making it’s little connections to tell me to move my backside and do some exercise. A big difference from all its years of telling me the answer was at the end of a chocolate bar. In my newly found motivated state I decided to make the most of the hotel having a swimming pool and rediscovered my inner water-baby. I love swimming. Not only because it’s the one form of exercise where I can lap most of my mates, instead of panting hopelessly as they sprint off towards the horizon. But once I’ve set a target of the number of lengths I will swim them no matter what. It’s calming and relaxing and yet I push myself harder than I will on dry land (unless you count spinning!)
So as a result of these few days I’ve made a promise to myself to go swimming once a week. It’s exercise AND I enjoy it. Why did I ever stop?
I’m SO much the same – but it somehow always gets to the end of the week and I forget…. and it’s not like Freeman’s Quay isn’t a fantastic pool, and I don’t have a membership… silly James.
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