I am NEVER doing this again.
What the hell made me think I could do this in the first place?
I forgot how hard this is. I forgot how much it hurts.
Oh my god, I'm only halfway there. I'll never finish.
Look at all of those other people who are so much better than me. It looks so easy for them. Effortless.
Only an idiot would voluntarily put themselves through this.
I hope I'm going the right way.
I'm never going to reach the end.
Those were some of my thoughts last weekend as I trudged through the pouring rain for 13.1 miles. At about the ten mile mark when I was feeling particularly disheartened (fatigue, pain, and being soaked to the skin has that effect on a gal) I realized that my litany of complaints sounded awfully familiar.
I think pretty much the same things EVERY time I'm writing a book.
There comes a point (for me it's just about the midpoint) when I throw up my hands and swear, "I'm never doing this again." Just like there is inevitably a moment when I wonder what the hell made me think I'm capable of writing a novel. And I always, ALWAYS forget how hard and yes, painful, the process can be. I run through the entire list of complaints and then some.
But I don't quit. I keep moving. I grit my teeth and accept that all the discomfort is part of what makes the undertaking something exceptional. Lots of people say they want to write a book, but few sit down and do it.
By showing up every day to write, YOU are doing what others deem "impossible".
Speaking of the impossible...if conditions permit, this Wednesday I'm going to tackle the challenge of writing 10,000 words in a day. You can sign up too! I'll try to post my progress on Twitter throughout the day.
Tell me Killer Friends: What have you done more than once, even after you swore you'd never do it again? How do you get past those bumps in the road that all writers face?
In case you're wondering, I did finish the half marathon and as I crossed the finish line I was thinking, "That was fun. I can't wait to do it again!"
And then I hobbled back to my hotel room to take some Aleve.....with this HEAVY finisher's medal around my neck.