Writing Hint #17 Keeping Fit

Last year I was much fitter than I am now. I was in training for a two week trek in the Everest region of Nepal. I was regularly going for two or three hour walks every morning. I lost weight and felt the best I’ve been for years. (Read about my trek on my Travel Blog).

This year I have spent a much greater amount of time sitting at my laptop writing. It was my choice because I wanted to really make progress with my writing. There is a downside, of course. I have lost fitness and put on a little weight. This is not good. I need to deal with both issues because of my diabetes.

A recent article in an email magazine made me think about my fitness. The writer listed ten ways to keep fit while working from home. I thought I’d make up my own list of ways to keep on top of keeping fit while being a writer.

Keeping Fit as a Writer:

  1. Short Breaks: it is vital to take regular, short breaks from the computer. Your eyes, back and posterior will love you. A short stroll in the garden is all that it takes.
  2. Short walks: you don’t need to go on a daily three hour trek like I did in preparation for Nepal; three ten-minute walks spaced through the day is sufficient.
  3. Healthy Lunch: make a healthy lunch and then eat out – in the garden, in a local park or while visiting a neighbour – but don’t stay all afternoon chatting.
  4. Get a Cordless Phone: if you get many phone calls during the day this one is for you. Unless you need to sit down to take notes, why not stand up and walk around the house while you are talking? This works with a mobile phone, too.
  5. Stretching: stop what you are doing and do some stretching exercises. Pay attention to those muscles not used during typing. Again, your body will love you.
  6. Exercise your mind: It is important that your mind stays healthy too. Stop for twenty minutes and do the crossword in the paper. This stimulates the brain cells in different ways and keeps you mentally on your toes. It also has the side effect of building your vocabulary. If you don’t like crosswords, do some other mind stimulating puzzle that you like.

Related articles:

  • Getting a life – don’t let writing totally absorb every waking moment of your life.

Time for a short break I think.

How I became a writer (and got published): Kirsty Brooks

Kirsty Brooks is a South Australian writer who lives in Adelaide. She has had a number of crime novels published over recent years. She has also started writing a blog. In a recent post she tells about how she became a writer and became published. It’s a long but interesting read.

She writes about how she goes about writing her stories, the influences on her writing, the books she enjoys reading, how to deal with agents and many other topics, all covered in a conversational style.

Click on the links below to read the article or access her blog.

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Idiom #6: To foul one’s own nest

This week’s idiom:

“To foul one’s own nest.”

Origins:

This expression probably comes from the fact that many birds are careful not to foul their own nests. The droppings of the young are picked up from the nest by the adult birds and dropped on to the ground below the nest. There has been a proverb in existence for over a thousand years which says, “It is a foul bird that defiles its own nest.”

Meaning:

This idiom means simply to harm one’s own interests.

Example:

“By not picking up things after their teenage son, they allowed him to foul his own nest.”

See also my article “What is an idiom?

Short Fiction #24 Washing Machine

Washing Machine
“Washing machines should not make that noise,” said Peter as he finished making his coffee.
“Then find out what’s happened,” muttered Jody, engrossed in the latest romance novel.
Peter shrugged, took a sip of his coffee and casually strolled to the laundry. He looked at the machine. The noise came again; muted screeching like some wild, watery demon trying to escape.
Peter pressed the “OFF” button, lifted the lid and stared in. At once he saw the problem and scooped up a squirming blob. He carried the dripping object and plonked it in Jody’s lap.
“Kitty doesn’t like being agitated,’ he commented.

All rights reserved. Copyright 2006 Trevor W. Hampel.

This short story was first published in Freexpression magazine in June 1999.

Poem #16 Nancy and Me

Nancy and Me

This morning
I went with Nancy
For a walk upon the beach.

It was calm.
No breeze.
No waves.
Not a ripple
On the glass-smooth water.

Nancy and me
Went for a walk
Along the firm, wet sand.

I had to strain
To keep up with Nancy
As her little legs
Took her yap-yapping
After the seagulls.

All rights reserved.

Copyright 2006 Trevor W. Hampel