Word/Weight Wednesday

Well, I'm down about 4 pounds and I'm seriously considering filing attempted murder charges against Jillian Michael's. The woman is a pit bull with barbells and that shouldn't be possible considering she shouldn't have any thumbs. I purchased her Thirty Day Shred video and began level 1 about 5 days ago. Holy Cow! By day two, I couldn't even sit down without looking like I'd had a stroke or something. I thought about having those handicapped hand rails placed along the walls of the bathroom but I suffered through it. I laughed at those burning quad muscles, actually, it was more like a sob, but hey, I kept moving. That was level 1 people (still sobbing). LEVEL 1! Ack! To be real to you and to myself, I feel so much better, burning muscles aside. It's twenty minutes a day that I can spare and it makes me feel more with it. Alert. And the kids are so impressed when I come stumbling up the stairs after a good workout, looking like a melting ice sculpture. So, if you're exercising, keep it up. If you're not, get up and do it. Just a little a day goes a long way. You'll thank me after day three. Do not address me at all on days one or two. I'm sensitive and I'm not sure I could take what you'll want to say to me.

Now onto words. I've come to a reckoning, a little crossroads in my writing. I've had to admit, out loud, what I did not want to admit. My revisions are not revisions. Nope. Not even close. I'm rewriting and that is a far cry from revising. No wonder its taking me so long. I keep going back into the older version of my story and I'm shocked by how much of it will not transfer over to the newer version. I guess this happens when you change things up a bit, grow a little as a writer. I keep waiting to grow a lot but its not happening yet. It will though. I'm going to shrink my body while I fatten up on skills. I have a feeling one of those things is going to take longer than the other. My husband keeps asking when this story is going to be finished. My reply is usually a snort, followed by spasms of laughter. That seems to be the question I can never answer. How about you? What have you been up to?