It’s raining, and that pisses me off because my fire season is almost over and all this rain isn’t doing me any favors.
Week 3 of Insanity Max: 30 started off without a hitch, and I feel good right now. Yesterday I made guacamole from my Nom Nom Paleo cookbook, and it has to be the best thing I’ve ever made in my life because OH. MY. GOD. was it tasty. The flavors just exploded in my mouth and it made life totally worth living, and it was a little bit chunky, which I love, and damn, my mouth is salivating just thinking about it. I’m really enjoying these new recipes, especially when it comes to using my food processor because it’s easy to make some really healthy and delicious dishes. Sometimes this week I’m going to try to make this recipe, which looks amazingly delicious but kind of involved to make. We’ll see what happens.
The end of yesterday’s post made me think about my routines again. The original plan a few months ago was to “start over,” in a sense, by removing my regular routines and slowly introducing things back, just to see what it was that I felt I needed back into my life. I’ve been reading a lot more, and that just came naturally. I didn’t have to force it or anything. Then working out came back, and that I did have to force because I knew that I wouldn’t want to work out until I was 50 pounds overweight and feeling sorry for myself. So I worked out again, and I’ve written before about the pleasures of that. And a few days ago I reintroduced meditation into my routine, and I’ve already started noticing the changes in my attitude. What hasn’t left is writing, in a sense, considering I haven’t written my novel since finishing it in May. Some old routines that I used to do that haven’t come back are transcribing A Farewell to Arms, writing three things I’m most grateful for, writing the top three things I want to get done in my notebook, and a few other things. Will they ever return? Only if they naturally come back.
As things stand now, I’m happy with my habits and routines. I don’t feel too overwhelmed, which is good because I don’t feel like I’ll burn out soon, but I also don’t feel like I’m producing a lot like I did when I had a novel to work on. Granted, I did want to take the summer off to regroup and come back at it with some amount of time away from it. I used to write my novel in the morning, in the afternoon, and then journal about it right after working out. That all might come back later, but I doubt it. I don’t think I want to write in the morning. I’ll try doing it in the evening, during the time I used to write these entries. By that point, I hope to rethink my whole journaling habit. Read some books, some journals, and see what happens.