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|When I’m not with friends, working out, outside, doing classwork, sleeping, or working, I’m writing these days. I suppose that’s where I feel my time is best spent. At lunch, while I eat? I write. Between work and class? I write. When I can’t sleep? I write. While I’m running? I think about what I’m going to write.
What is not worth spending my time on? I’m having a hard time coming up with anything there. Watching TV? It’s an opportunity to learn about storytelling. Reading? Same. Social media? Chatting online? They allow me to bounce ideas around with others.
Where others spend their time is up to them. Who am I to judge? The only thing that comes to mind when I like of what I’d like to see others do less is posting negative, hurtful commentary online...
|Today, the blogging challenge topic is wisdom, something with which I have absolutely no experience whatsoever. I've been struggling with what to write--a rare situation. Words usually come fairly easily to me, even if they don't go together particularly well.
To me, wisdom means good judgment through experience. Of the latter, I have some. Of the former, not so much.
An example of a wise move might be to gradually build up to things, starting with something easy, then moving on to something more difficult. For example, running a 5k race, then a 10k, then a half marathon, then a full marathon. Me? I've run a few half marathons, then I'm going for a full this fall. Haven't tried a 5k. Haven't tried a 10k. At least I didn't start with the full?
A wise climber attempting to lead for the first time might start with a 5.6, then move to a 5.7, 5.8, etc. Me? I started with a 5.10a (basically the limit of my toprope climbing at the time) and fell while attempting to clip into the second bolt, the worst possible place to fall. My fall was stopped by my diligent belayer two feet from the ground. I literally stood up on the ground, hands shaking, took two deep breaths, and started up again.
So yeah. Wisdom? Not my thing. ;)
|Today's 30-Day Blogging Challenge topic is: "What product would you stockpile if you found out it would never be sold again? (If the product you choose is perishable, imagine, for the purposes of this question, that the product would remain useable/edible forever.)"
This is ironic timing, since I'm stockpiling non-perishable supplies in case of quarantine due to the proliferation of the coronavirus in my area... but I'm going to discuss something else that I actually did stockpile a couple of years ago instead.
On a trip to REI (an outdoor outfitting store in the U.S.) to prepare for a multi-day hike a few years ago, I looked for molefoam, which I use to prevent/deal with blisters. They didn't carry it anymore. They still carried moleskin, but that's nowhere near as effective. I checked several other stores in the area that used to carry it as well, but they no longer did.
I was traumatized! I needed my molefoam! Worried that it was no longer being made, I bought 25 packs of it online. I've been gradually using my supply ever since. It should last another decade or two at the rate I'm using it.
Anyway, with this topic reminding me of it, I just went to Amazon and checked to see whether it was still sold.
I guess I needn't have worried.
|Molly Seidel finished second in the U.S. Olympic marathon trials last weekend, making the Olympic team--in her first-ever marathon! The only woman who beat her? Aliphine Tuliamuk, her friend, who encouraged her through the final six miles.
She wrote on social media:
"Aliphine, you are an incredible woman and one of the all-around nicest people I know. And now you're the freakin' MARATHON TRIALS CHAMPION! You've showed me an indomitable spirit can do anything; I wouldn't have made this team without your strength and support those final six miles. You deserve every second of this joy."
It's heartwarming to see competitors work together to achieve something great. Love it!
|I’ve had several people make inquiries about my rock climbing after yesterday’s post. There’s quite a bit of curiosity about my clandestine activity of choice.
I have a suspicion that people would like me to post more about it. Rock climbing is poised for a boost of visibility in the public eye this summer when it is unveiled as an Olympic sport for the first time this summer. People will be drawn to investigate the unknown. Given that, I think I’m going to write a series of stories that help introduce the sport to my readers in a more thoughtful and gradual manner.
I’m really stoked about the concept! There isn’t much climbing fiction out there currently. It’s probably an underserved market...
|When I was really young, I wanted to dance. As I grew up a bit, I wanted to be a musician. For a while, in college, I wanted to be a politician. Then I got into rock climbing. My secret dream career hasn't changed since.
If I could be paid for doing anything I wanted full time, I wouldn't mind pulling down at the crags every day (that means climbing, folks! :) ) The truly unfortunate part is that I'm no Adam Ondra.
I can sport climb* up to about a 5.10b (that's the American rock climbing difficulty rating level). To put it into perspective, this is the difference in level between me and what the best professional climbers are doing:
5.10b --> me
5.15b --> Angela Eiter (top female professional climber right now)
5.15d --> Adam Ondra (top male professional climber right now)
So, yeah. There's that. The teensy tiny little problem standing in the way of my dreams.
I don't have much of a chance at becoming a full-time professional writer either, but believe it or not, I'm probably far closer to being able to pull that off than making a living as a professional climber.
But it would be sooooooo rad... :)
*Sport climbing is where a route is pre-bolted with places to clip in the rope. It's somewhat easier and far safer than traditional ("trad") climbing because you don't have to place gear into cracks to hold the rope in case of a fall, just clip a carabiner into the bolt.
There is also bouldering, where no rope is used, just thick pads on the ground, because it's low to the ground. See some Nina Williams awesomesauce below...
And there's free soloing, like what Alex Honnold does. But that's completely freaking insane.
Today's 30-day blogging challenge topic.
They aren't my favorite thing, beckoning silently for attention, showing me everything that I need to accomplish. I can't imagine life without them, however, as much as I might like to.
For me, at least, lists are a necessity for organizing thinking on a larger project. They may represent the steps that I know I need to take in order to accomplish my goal. They may represent the resources I need to align. They may represent things that I need from others to accomplish my goal.
I am absolutely a list maker, though I don't know that I would say list making either stifles or enhances creativity. It can be a helpful element of a larger creative endeavor, I suppose. And the act of creating a list, especially one birthed with a brainstorm can be a bit of a creative act in and of itself.
To me, lists are a necessary evil, much like deadlines. They create a bit of pressure, but without them, it would be much more difficult to get things accomplished.
|I’m starting the "30-Day Blogging Challenge" today with an interesting tidbit about leap years.
Normally, leap years occur on any year that is evenly divisible by four—2020, for example. There is, however, an exception to this rule. The year 2100 is also evenly divisible by four, but it will not be a leap year. The reason? Century years must be divisible by 400 to be a leap year. The next century leap year will actually be the year 2400.
How ‘bout them apples?
|After months of failure, I managed to tie for a win in "Invalid Item" ! :)
I think Bob's Skull Sweat just felt bad for me, but I’ll take it regardless... ;)
I already know what this month’s prompt will be for me. Fiction vs. non-fiction. I just need to decide whether I should do it as fiction or, well, non-fiction. That decision might be the basis for my piece, now that I think about it... hmmm...
If you get a chance, check out that contest this month. It’s a great one that doesn’t get many entries, and I so enjoy reading them.