Another good bit from exercising this morning, this time from yoga. I’ve always struggled with keeping my balance. This morning, I’m doing a half-assed, one-legged tree pose and I suddenly start saying, “I’m *going* to fall. I’m *going* to wobble and I’m *going* to fall.”
At that point, my wobbling got worse but I didn’t have to step out of the pose. It was like, trying to control the wobbling meant that I couldn’t do the pose. But once I committed to wobbling it was fine.
During the walk I spent a lot of time thinking about my characters. I got stuck on something last night. When I got back to the AirBnB I navigated them through the rest of the scene I’d been stuck on. Lots of wobble.–I feel like the one dude has to see several bad choices written out and deleted before he’ll go with better ones, but that he’s surprised and pleased when he finally does. Him: “Can I actually do that?” Me: “You better, bud. You’re gonna need some strength to get through what’s ahead.” Not that I have what’s ahead planned out or anything. But I know how I write.
