November 1, 2011 § Leave a comment
Obviously, I’ve neglected the blog for a while.
I’ve had reasons.
They’ll become apparent soon. Unless you already know about them & if you’re one of the few reading this, you probably already know the main reason. I’ve been busy. But that will have to wait for another day.
Today, I’m launching a new challenge for myself. To blog every day for the month of November.
I’ve had an urge to be a writer that I haven’t really gotten started on ever. My blogs have been my mild attempt at actually making sentences. For the most part, I’ve successfully avoided writing.
So now that my unnamed reason has mostly ended, I’m taking up the challenge to actually blog. November happens to be National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). The basic goal of NaNoWriMo is for the author to get the words on the paper, to generate the mud. The NaNoWriMo novel is not a finished novel, it is in need of editing. One the hurdles I face in starting to write is that I always feel the need to get everything right before moving on. I get bogged down before I get going.
So my goal for November is to type for 10-20 minutes, let it sit for awhile, do a quick edit and post. Generate some mud.
Incidentally, you may notice I renamed the blog from “fartleks” to “Muddy Calf Running”. Why? For one of my projects, I’ve been thinking about names & Muddy Calf was something I liked but didn’t think suited my other needs. Besides, fartleks was a bit too generic.
Well, my time is up for tonight but first some questions:
Have you ever thought about being a writer?
Have you ever cam up with a plot for a novel?
Does the name of a blog matter?
May 13, 2010 § Leave a comment
In a move that has been in the works for about two years and not yet complete, I have relocated 100+ miles from the area I have called home for the last 22 years. While I have lived here part-time for the last two of those years, it was very transient in nature–a couple of days a week, living out of a duffel bag, working where-ever I could find Wi-Fi, and late-night/early-morning commutes back home.
My wife (a teacher) and children–girls, 5 and 9–are wrapping up their second school year in Chaska, Minnesota.
Within the last month, we sold our home in the Eau Claire, Wisconsin area, I quit my job of almost 9 years with a great employer who has allowed me to tele-commute, accepted a job with the University of Minnesota, and been trying to buy a home about 30 minutes west of the western-most suburb (Minnetonka) of the Twin Cities.
So while I have spent the last two years knowing a change was coming and dealing with living two lives–the one I knew and the one required by the transition–I have lost my sense of place. Somewhat ironic since I make maps for a living.
I am often finding coming out of A Target not just wondering where I parked the car but which city, and at time which state, I am in. Grocery shopping has become a nightmare since I frequent about a half-dozen grocery stores depending on where I am that day.
Some people may thrive on that constant variety but with only a couple of 2-month exceptions–once when my girlfriend (now wife) and I went back-packing through Europe and the other a training session in Redlands, California–I have lived in basically the same small-town area since leaving home after high school.
Not to say it is all bad–I do look forward to exploring new areas, finding new things but now, so much is new I do not yet have many landmarks that I can count on as I try to fit into my new life.
Running is both exposing my lack of familiarity but also helping overcome it.
Having lived and ran in one place for so long, I knew the ins & outs of where to run. Want a long, hilly route? Run II south of town. A fast tempo run that I don’t want to worry about cars? Take the Chippewa River Bike Trail for an out & back. A mud run? A track workout? Some trails? Just some miles? I knew where to go depending on my needs.
Now, I don’t know what is available. I’ve got a couple routes that I’ve run repeatedly and know them and what they have to offer but my repository of known routes is rather small. I can jump into any number of indistinguishable suburban routes through rows of houses and past the Walgreens and SuperAmericas that fail to satisfy any specific need other than the basic requirement of providing miles.
But actually running is helping. I am more adventurous while running. I search for out-of-the-way places to see what it has to offer. I’m hoping to race in two days and that may lead to a sense of community and of belonging here. I intend, once actually settled into a new home (mid-June is our expected closing date) and my new job (I start in four days) to find a group to run with.
Today, I found some mini-trails, including some MUD in the Lake Ann Park in Chanhassen–even saw a turkey. So I now have a convenient, mid-town short trail run that I know of. Adding that to the Minnesota River Bike Trail and the Luce Line Trail by the apartment, I’ve now increased my bag of runs by a good 50%. Not much but it is a start.