Sweating for a cure

I logged in a 17 mile walk yesterday as I train myself for the Susan G. Komen 3 Day Walk for the Cure in October. I woke up at 0530 and was out the house at 0600. I immediately starting pumping the pavement. Nap sack, water, snacks and Ipod on back. I've mapped out a nice little, or should I say, long walk from my house to a park, around the park and then back home. 18.5 miles if I do it all.

5 bottles of water, 2 bottles of juice, one banana, a sandwich, a handful of carrots and two protein bars later and I could taste the cool air conditioning of my home. I was less than one half mile from home when I realized, damn its hot. Wasn't that the reason I left so early. To get home before it got hot. I guess Mother Nature had other plans.

I could see the street light on the corner that lead to my home, but my heart was beating fast and the sweat was pouring off. I might have been dizzy but I'm not entirely sure. All I kept thinking is no way was I going to have to call my hasband because of a little heat stroke or dehydration. After all, don't I fuss with him every weekend when he wants to go out side and work in the yard in the heat of day. No way was I calling him. The EMTs might, but Iwasn't. Un un, no way and you can't make me either.

I'm a nurse, I know what to do. I found a nice patch of shade, stood there for a few minutes to settle the racing heartbeat drunk some water that was warm but wet and then I gaged my distance. Two blocks up the drug store then three short blocks home. Corner meant drug store. Drug store meant drink cooler. Drink cooler meant Gatorade. Gatorade mean not EMTs. So what's that four degrees of seperation. Told ya I was smart.

I cooled myself in the blessed ac of the drug store and guzzled half of the Gatorade before setting out on the last three block trek to home. I drunk the rest as I walked. Low and behold, hubby's standing in front yard starring at me.

He says, "It's hot out, itsn't it."
No shit sherlock. But hey, I'm walking in the Susan G. Komen 3 day walk for the cure. That's 60 miles, 3 days and I'm stomping out breast cancer, one sweat drop at a time. If you'd like to follow my progress or donate you can do so at www.3dayforthecure.org. I'm the one passed out in the Rite aide with a Gatorade in one hand and a soaked napkin in the other.

What a week

What a week, what a week, what a week! Okay, enough of that. I don't want to talk about work any more. But boy, what a week. However, on a better note, I wrote every day this week and that's a great thing. Book three of my St. Agnes series is coming right along. Lost in the Dark. I'm loving it. And I know you will too. Can't wait until I'm finished. Got the beginnng and the end but its that darn middle that's missing. For the love of me I have no idea where it goes. But it's okay. It's creeping in at a nice pace.

Oh, I almost forgot. I'm hitting the pavement at Oh light thirty in the morning to do a training walk. I'm getting in shape for the Susan G. Komen 3 Day Walk for the cure. 3 days, 60 miles and I'm doing it all. Come October, I will not hit the ground and I will not need the rescure wagon. I'm doing 60 miles. Yeah!!! My goal is to raise 3k as well. Tomorrow I'm doing one of my training walks. Walking 18.5 miles. Did it a couple/three weeks ago and boy were my knees and hips angry with me. but its okay, that's what pain meds and bengay are for. I should have taken out some stock on them.

Guest Blogging

What a wonderful way to start the week. I will be guest blogging on Author, Karen Nutts blog on Monday, June 21, all day. there will be excerpts, contest and great fun. Hope everone will stop by and drop a comment or question. I can't wait. Don't you just love Mondays. LOL.
http://KMNbooks.blogspot.com

How much is too much.

At what point do we say, we are doing too much. You have the full time job that keeps the lights on (that's if you aren't one of the lucky ones whose writing actually keeps food onthe table and the water running) and then you have the writing job. That's a full time job too. Its just the full time job that sits beside the other one. Then you have the hubby and family job and someone mentioned the other day something foolish like house work. My theory, why make the bed if you are going to just get back in it. Same goes for cleaning the dishes. What's all the fuss about? Why clean them if you are going to mess them up again. Isn't that what paper plates and take out are for? Trust me, if I could come up with a paper pan that didn't go up in flames I would. I find we have too much on our plates. Now if we can find a way to clear some of this ugly stuff off and keep the other stuff. Stuff like appointments for meeting friends at Starbucks to write, hanging at the pool with a good book and oh yeah, sleeping we'd be all right. What's on your plate?

Retreat

Wow! What a wonderful weekend. Returned home this afternoon from a weekend Writer's retreat today. There were twelve wonderful attendees with twelve wonderful brains. Not as many as past years but just as much energy. Nothing like writers collectively getting together to write, brainstorm and have fun. We were up early and up late. Collectively we wrote 534 pages. I finished a first draft manuscript for the book I'd been working on for the pass couple of months. Now on to other projects while it cools before the second look. Usually takes about three drafts before I'm ready to have critique partners go at it. Boy what a project. I reopened book three of my St. Agnes series. I had to put it aside 2008-9 when my neck got jacked up and I couldn't write. Well, guess what. I'mmmm backkkkk! Book three is a blast. Lots of action and mystery and of course romance. For those who haven't caught up, nows the time to get Whispers in the Dark and Visions in the Dark. Book 1 &2 respectively.

Nothing can stop the writer

Well... at least not mentally. The headache is gone. It receded sometime during my sleeping hours last night. Thank God. Now I'm heading out the door to meet more writers at the local B&N. The only thing that's stopping us tonight is they now close at 10pm. Pooh! That cuts an hour off of what we normally do. I guess they noticed we were having too much fun. . . Um, I meant writing.

Three for Three

I've had a spliting headache all day. So bad I can't see straight, but what am I doing. Writing on my blog. LOL, is this a blog bug or what. I hope all of my friends are proud. I'm gearing up for the Chesapeake romance writers annual writer's retreat coming up this weekend. My goal is to finish the ms I'm working on and then concentrate on another I started and had to stop because of neck injury. I will get it done, I will get it done, I will get it done!

Monday morning blues

Well, it's Monday. It's not the weekend. And, oh, did I say it was Monday. Mondays wouldn't be so bad if they weren't... Monday. Not only did it start out with a bang, I got to work to find out a co-worker and friend had lost her 4 year old grandson to drowning over the weekend. It really makes you wonder and be thankful for being alive. I can't even begin to imagine what her family is going through. I can only pray that they find strength in each other and the lord. His name was Jackson. I think I'm gonna have to use that name in a book. Just because. Hopefully Tuesday will be better. You think.

Face book

Okay, so maybe it's the rain. New blog, face book and all is one day. WOW. I'm on a roll. So, I did it. Well, I think I did it. I'm on face book. Now don't say I didn't warn you. When I finally got on myspace it seemed like the very next day everyone went to fb. I'm hoping this isn't the case. We will see.

Day one!

Okay, I folded. I'm going to give it a go and try this again. Hopefully, because my mind is fluttering with things it wants to do and accomplish this year, my blog will be a success. Don't get me wrong. I've got so much going on in my writing word what better way to keep in touch with you. I hope you will enjoy. I promised myself this weekend I would do nothing but stuff to get the book promos going. I've worked on my new website. Now if I can just figure out the last bit I'll be done and it can get posted to the web. I've worked on contact list and my monthly newsletter. Now for the blog. Lets see how this goes. It should be fun... right.