Finishing up "Hatchling," I decided it was time to do a new About the Author. I don't know why, since I did one in 2019, one in 2020, and--you guessed it--one in 2021. But it doesn't hurt me to record a new one every year. I just wish I published stuff more often than I do. Ah well.
I really went all out as far as exercise today. I hadn't gone to the park with the stairs a single time this year, so I told myself as soon as I'd finished recording a chapter of my audiobook, that I'd drive over there, and do the stairs at least three times. The sun was shining and it was warm, but I jogged to the stairs and went all the way up . . . then gasped for air a while. I went back down and did three cycles, and then ran all the way around the park and to the other set of stairs, which I never use (it's right by the road, so people can actually see you doing them). I went up to the top, gasped a couple of times, then staggered back down them (I wonder how many people stumble and face-plant every year participating in such a stupid activity), and jogged all the way back to my car. I was drenched in greasy sweat when I sat down, and my face was all red in the mirror, in a way that sexy people never look.
I went to the service station and bought myself the first Slurpee of the year (hopefully not the last, though), and was shocked to find that they're two dollars now.
However, at the end of the night, when I'd finished with all of my eBay auctions, I put on my shoes and went for a run, despite not having to do any more exercise today. I'd be proud of myself if my shirt wasn't sticking to my back as I type this.
In other news, Abigail Hilton contacted me tonight to send me the contract to record her next book "Arcove's Bright Side." It's the longest project I will have done since "Hunter's Unlucky," the first book I did for her (which was so long I was no longer able to use the toilet afterward). I will keep you posted.
Writing or Exercise: Both
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