Sorry for the radio silence lately. I’ve been cranking through the new ending of Polaris Rising. And I added a lot more words than I expected. With the previous ending, the book was about 97k. Now it’s up to 115k. I hope my editor really was serious about that flexible word count or I’ll have to cut it back down. I love the new ending, but it’s out to my beta readers to make sure I’m not crazy.
In more personal news, I signed up for a half marathon next February. It’s not my first, but it is the first since I lost weight, which means I’d like to set a new personal best. And that means I have to train.
I am not a natural runner. I’m not built like a runner and zero out of ten people on the street would mistake me for a runner, even if I was actively running at the time. But there is something extremely satisfying about seeing the incremental fitness improvements that running brings. Week one: gasping in ten seconds. Week two: gasping in twelve seconds. Woohoo, improvement!
I went for a three-mile run this weekend and did not die, which I’d say is half the battle, really. From here on out it’s just a gradual increase in distance until race day. Sounds so easy on paper, doesn’t it? :)