Not Writing, writing

I Blog on Thursdays

Yes, this is wishful thinking. But let’s try it on.

Ageless is now available on Amazon as a paperback and ebook! A few people have bought it. Maybe they’re even reading it! I hope they’re enjoying it. Would sure be nice to have a few reviews!

But that’s not what I want to write about today. In fact, I’m thinking of making this a blog about anything but writing. Writing that’s too engaged with itself gets ossified, stuck and dull. And there’s already way too much writing about writing.

So, the topic I’m pulling out of a hat now is…. running. I thought of it because, as always when driving, I passed several people pounding along the side of the road, looking sweaty. I was on my way to meet a friend for a very leisurely walk in the park, and I looked at the runners with pity in my heart.

I don’t run. Or even jog. I knew someone back in grad school who was a serious runner. And she made sure you didn’t use the word “jog” in her presence. “I don’t jog,” she said. “I run.” This was a couple decades ago–I think nowadays no one dares to claim that they or anyone else is “jogging.” I imagine that she is still running.

Another friend around the same time was working on becoming an avid runner. One day she asked me to watch her and tell her if she ran funny. You know, we’ve all seen people who run funny. With elbows splayed out or tucked in, hips that don’t seem to swivel, or maybe heads tilted aside or pulled back like a long-necked bird swallowing a fish. Fortunately, I was able to tell my friend truthfully that she did not run funny.

Going even further back in time, my high-school bestie and I tried to run funny to take some of the misery out of PE. We’d pump our arms and move our legs in slow motion while belting out the theme music from Chariots of Fire.

Do-do-do-dee-DO-DO! Do-do-do-dee-DOOO!

Our PE teacher was not amused, but we were.

So, there ya go. I wrote something NOT about writing. And now you know how old I am.


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