I was tired. I didn’t feel like it. It was cold. I have been breaking my “No Humans Before 11 AM” rule by switching my workouts to 9 which is NOT GOOD..
Vince had me do a million squats today. And lots of ab work, and the hated pull-ups. And burpees. And what I call the “Mr Roboto” exercise for the delts.
Oh, and the hammer, which I hate.
“What’s wrong with you today?” he asked. “You getting enough sleep? Good food?”
Did I mention it was cold? 46 degrees on the bank thermometer.
I got home and crawled immediately back to bed. Put the heated mattress pad on, even.
When I got up, I knew I had to work on the book. Oh lord. I did not feel like it.
Since I have been writing in my Moleskine for the past 2 days, I thought: “Why don’t I just transcribe my scribblings into Scrivener and call it good?”
And that’s what I did. But then, about a half hour in, I got into it, started tweaking and fixing and at the end of 2 hours I had figured out my tone, decided on point of view and written my Introduction. Boo-yah.
So the lesson of the day is this: When I don’t feel like writing, just start transcribing pen writing into the computer.
Writing is such a head game, man.