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  1. Distance running and finishing books

    I’ve spent the last year fixated on how similar writing books is to distance running. If you treat the task as a singular thing, it can be overwhelming, whereas if you chunk it up into manageable units it becomes entirely doable. If you go by chapter-by-chapter there comes a point at which you suddenly realise you’re almost done. If you break up a race into particular phases (which increasingly for me are defined by when I take the energy gels) something huge starts to feel entirely manageable. The sense of what you can do expands through this dynamic as you get more practiced at doing it. If you just keep showing up consistently, it’s almost magical how something happens which you once wouldn’t have been able to imagine.

    Now that I’m finishing my latest book while also getting close to marathon distance, I realise there’s a difference as well. There’s often a feeling of elation I get towards the end of a long run, particularly for a race. A sense of being entirely in flow, lost in a rhythm that entirely decenters the continual stream of stuff that litters my internal conversation. There’s a joy to getting lost in the process, surrendering to it. I’m reliably forcing myself to stop because I need my dodgy ankle to get used to the distance, rather than because I want to stop. I’ve only once come close to the point where I had to stop and that was a competitive half marathon in torrential rain, when I’d fucked up by going too quickly in the first few miles on a course that was far too hilly for my tastes. Otherwise I don’t want to stop.

    Whereas with the end of a book I want so much to stop. I want it to be over. The pleasure of the process has long since passed. I’m being forced to do it. I know that if I don’t do it the thing I’ve spent so long on will never be read by the people I want to read it. But it’s a slog. Not in the life affirming sense of the half marathon in the rain (I’ve rarely felt more physically uncomfortable nor more viscerally alive than I did when the picture below was taken) but in the “CAN I NOT JUST STOP NOW PLEASE?” sense. This post is a desperate plea to myself to keep going because I’m actually about 4 hours of work away from finishing this ✊

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7fXWH9ToFwk

    #books #distanceRunning #fitness #halfMarathon #marathon #running #Training #writing
  2. Distance running and finishing books

    I’ve spent the last year fixated on how similar writing books is to distance running. If you treat the task as a singular thing, it can be overwhelming, whereas if you chunk it up into manageable units it becomes entirely doable. If you go by chapter-by-chapter there comes a point at which you suddenly realise you’re almost done. If you break up a race into particular phases (which increasingly for me are defined by when I take the energy gels) something huge starts to feel entirely manageable. The sense of what you can do expands through this dynamic as you get more practiced at doing it. If you just keep showing up consistently, it’s almost magical how something happens which you once wouldn’t have been able to imagine.

    Now that I’m finishing my latest book while also getting close to marathon distance, I realise there’s a difference as well. There’s often a feeling of elation I get towards the end of a long run, particularly for a race. A sense of being entirely in flow, lost in a rhythm that entirely decenters the continual stream of stuff that litters my internal conversation. There’s a joy to getting lost in the process, surrendering to it. I’m reliably forcing myself to stop because I need my dodgy ankle to get used to the distance, rather than because I want to stop. I’ve only once come close to the point where I had to stop and that was a competitive half marathon in torrential rain, when I’d fucked up by going too quickly in the first few miles on a course that was far too hilly for my tastes. Otherwise I don’t want to stop.

    Whereas with the end of a book I want so much to stop. I want it to be over. The pleasure of the process has long since passed. I’m being forced to do it. I know that if I don’t do it the thing I’ve spent so long on will never be read by the people I want to read it. But it’s a slog. Not in the life affirming sense of the half marathon in the rain (I’ve rarely felt more physically uncomfortable nor more viscerally alive than I did when the picture below was taken) but in the “CAN I NOT JUST STOP NOW PLEASE?” sense. This post is a desperate plea to myself to keep going because I’m actually about 4 hours of work away from finishing this ✊

    #books #distanceRunning #fitness #halfMarathon #marathon #running #Training #writing
  3. Distance running and finishing books

    I’ve spent the last year fixated on how similar writing books is to distance running. If you treat the task as a singular thing, it can be overwhelming, whereas if you chunk it up into manageable units it becomes entirely doable. If you go by chapter-by-chapter there comes a point at which you suddenly realise you’re almost done. If you break up a race into particular phases (which increasingly for me are defined by when I take the energy gels) something huge starts to feel entirely manageable. The sense of what you can do expands through this dynamic as you get more practiced at doing it. If you just keep showing up consistently, it’s almost magical how something happens which you once wouldn’t have been able to imagine.

    Now that I’m finishing my latest book while also getting close to marathon distance, I realise there’s a difference as well. There’s often a feeling of elation I get towards the end of a long run, particularly for a race. A sense of being entirely in flow, lost in a rhythm that entirely decenters the continual stream of stuff that litters my internal conversation. There’s a joy to getting lost in the process, surrendering to it. I’m reliably forcing myself to stop because I need my dodgy ankle to get used to the distance, rather than because I want to stop. I’ve only once come close to the point where I had to stop and that was a competitive half marathon in torrential rain, when I’d fucked up by going too quickly in the first few miles on a course that was far too hilly for my tastes. Otherwise I don’t want to stop.

    Whereas with the end of a book I want so much to stop. I want it to be over. The pleasure of the process has long since passed. I’m being forced to do it. I know that if I don’t do it the thing I’ve spent so long on will never be read by the people I want to read it. But it’s a slog. Not in the life affirming sense of the half marathon in the rain (I’ve rarely felt more physically uncomfortable nor more viscerally alive than I did when the picture below was taken) but in the “CAN I NOT JUST STOP NOW PLEASE?” sense. This post is a desperate plea to myself to keep going because I’m actually about 4 hours of work away from finishing this ✊

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7fXWH9ToFwk

    #books #distanceRunning #fitness #halfMarathon #marathon #running #Training #writing
  4. Distance running and finishing books

    I’ve spent the last year fixated on how similar writing books is to distance running. If you treat the task as a singular thing, it can be overwhelming, whereas if you chunk it up into manageable units it becomes entirely doable. If you go by chapter-by-chapter there comes a point at which you suddenly realise you’re almost done. If you break up a race into particular phases (which increasingly for me are defined by when I take the energy gels) something huge starts to feel entirely manageable. The sense of what you can do expands through this dynamic as you get more practiced at doing it. If you just keep showing up consistently, it’s almost magical how something happens which you once wouldn’t have been able to imagine.

    Now that I’m finishing my latest book while also getting close to marathon distance, I realise there’s a difference as well. There’s often a feeling of elation I get towards the end of a long run, particularly for a race. A sense of being entirely in flow, lost in a rhythm that entirely decenters the continual stream of stuff that litters my internal conversation. There’s a joy to getting lost in the process, surrendering to it. I’m reliably forcing myself to stop because I need my dodgy ankle to get used to the distance, rather than because I want to stop. I’ve only once come close to the point where I had to stop and that was a competitive half marathon in torrential rain, when I’d fucked up by going too quickly in the first few miles on a course that was far too hilly for my tastes. Otherwise I don’t want to stop.

    Whereas with the end of a book I want so much to stop. I want it to be over. The pleasure of the process has long since passed. I’m being forced to do it. I know that if I don’t do it the thing I’ve spent so long on will never be read by the people I want to read it. But it’s a slog. Not in the life affirming sense of the half marathon in the rain (I’ve rarely felt more physically uncomfortable nor more viscerally alive than I did when the picture below was taken) but in the “CAN I NOT JUST STOP NOW PLEASE?” sense. This post is a desperate plea to myself to keep going because I’m actually about 4 hours of work away from finishing this ✊

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7fXWH9ToFwk

    #books #distanceRunning #fitness #halfMarathon #marathon #running #Training #writing
  5. Distance running and finishing books

    I’ve spent the last year fixated on how similar writing books is to distance running. If you treat the task as a singular thing, it can be overwhelming, whereas if you chunk it up into manageable units it becomes entirely doable. If you go by chapter-by-chapter there comes a point at which you suddenly realise you’re almost done. If you break up a race into particular phases (which increasingly for me are defined by when I take the energy gels) something huge starts to feel entirely manageable. The sense of what you can do expands through this dynamic as you get more practiced at doing it. If you just keep showing up consistently, it’s almost magical how something happens which you once wouldn’t have been able to imagine.

    Now that I’m finishing my latest book while also getting close to marathon distance, I realise there’s a difference as well. There’s often a feeling of elation I get towards the end of a long run, particularly for a race. A sense of being entirely in flow, lost in a rhythm that entirely decenters the continual stream of stuff that litters my internal conversation. There’s a joy to getting lost in the process, surrendering to it. I’m reliably forcing myself to stop because I need my dodgy ankle to get used to the distance, rather than because I want to stop. I’ve only once come close to the point where I had to stop and that was a competitive half marathon in torrential rain, when I’d fucked up by going too quickly in the first few miles on a course that was far too hilly for my tastes. Otherwise I don’t want to stop.

    Whereas with the end of a book I want so much to stop. I want it to be over. The pleasure of the process has long since passed. I’m being forced to do it. I know that if I don’t do it the thing I’ve spent so long on will never be read by the people I want to read it. But it’s a slog. Not in the life affirming sense of the half marathon in the rain (I’ve rarely felt more physically uncomfortable nor more viscerally alive than I did when the picture below was taken) but in the “CAN I NOT JUST STOP NOW PLEASE?” sense. This post is a desperate plea to myself to keep going because I’m actually about 4 hours of work away from finishing this ✊

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7fXWH9ToFwk

    #books #distanceRunning #fitness #halfMarathon #marathon #running #Training #writing
  6. 52 Weeks, 52 Half Marathons

    Stage 18, again 24k - it was hard today. I had four consecutive days of only 4 hours of sleep and it showed. I also started later than usual to try to avoid the rain.
    Long climbs today.

    #52weeks52halfmarathons #running #halfmarathon

  7. 52 Weeks, 52 Half Marathons

    Stage 18, again 24k - it was hard today. I had four consecutive days of only 4 hours of sleep and it showed. I also started later than usual to try to avoid the rain.
    Long climbs today.

    #52weeks52halfmarathons #running #halfmarathon

  8. 52 Weeks, 52 Half Marathons

    Stage 18, again 24k - it was hard today. I had four consecutive days of only 4 hours of sleep and it showed. I also started later than usual to try to avoid the rain.
    Long climbs today.

    #52weeks52halfmarathons #running #halfmarathon

  9. 52 Weeks, 52 Half Marathons

    Stage 18, again 24k - it was hard today. I had four consecutive days of only 4 hours of sleep and it showed. I also started later than usual to try to avoid the rain.
    Long climbs today.

    #52weeks52halfmarathons #running #halfmarathon

  10. 52 Weeks, 52 Half Marathons

    Stage 18, again 24k - it was hard today. I had four consecutive days of only 4 hours of sleep and it showed. I also started later than usual to try to avoid the rain.
    Long climbs today.

    #52weeks52halfmarathons #running #halfmarathon

  11. The final 20 km run before the half-marathon. So a total of 200 km over the last four weeks. My legs feel really heavy, and I have never looked forward to tapering this much before. I know that many people do significantly more than this, but I’m too old for that. 😅 By the way, it really was just 20 km; the +470 m is just the usual GPS error from my Fenix ​​3.
    #running #halfmarathon #tapering #bloomscrolling

  12. The final 20 km run before the half-marathon. So a total of 200 km over the last four weeks. My legs feel really heavy, and I have never looked forward to tapering this much before. I know that many people do significantly more than this, but I’m too old for that. 😅 By the way, it really was just 20 km; the +470 m is just the usual GPS error from my Fenix ​​3.
    #running #halfmarathon #tapering #bloomscrolling

  13. The final 20 km run before the half-marathon. So a total of 200 km over the last four weeks. My legs feel really heavy, and I have never looked forward to tapering this much before. I know that many people do significantly more than this, but I’m too old for that. 😅 By the way, it really was just 20 km; the +470 m is just the usual GPS error from my Fenix ​​3.
    #running #halfmarathon #tapering #bloomscrolling

  14. The final 20 km run before the half-marathon. So a total of 200 km over the last four weeks. My legs feel really heavy, and I have never looked forward to tapering this much before. I know that many people do significantly more than this, but I’m too old for that. 😅 By the way, it really was just 20 km; the +470 m is just the usual GPS error from my Fenix ​​3.
    #running #halfmarathon #tapering #bloomscrolling

  15. The final 20 km run before the half-marathon. So a total of 200 km over the last four weeks. My legs feel really heavy, and I have never looked forward to tapering this much before. I know that many people do significantly more than this, but I’m too old for that. 😅 By the way, it really was just 20 km; the +470 m is just the usual GPS error from my Fenix ​​3.
    #running #halfmarathon #tapering #bloomscrolling

  16. Have you ever carried a teacher's words for years and felt them land only mid-run?

    A quote from Rishikesh, years in my journal. Kilometer fourteen made it real.

    Have you ever understood a teaching only by living it?

    Read the full essay

    medium.com/@clarainsweden/runn

    #halfmarathon #effortandease #yoga
    #runningandyoga #yogawisdom #embodiedpractice
    #contemplativepractice #runningmeditation #savasana

  17. Have you ever carried a teacher's words for years and felt them land only mid-run?

    A quote from Rishikesh, years in my journal. Kilometer fourteen made it real.

    Have you ever understood a teaching only by living it?

    Read the full essay

    medium.com/@clarainsweden/runn

    #halfmarathon #effortandease #yoga
    #runningandyoga #yogawisdom #embodiedpractice
    #contemplativepractice #runningmeditation #savasana

  18. Have you ever carried a teacher's words for years and felt them land only mid-run?

    A quote from Rishikesh, years in my journal. Kilometer fourteen made it real.

    Have you ever understood a teaching only by living it?

    Read the full essay

    medium.com/@clarainsweden/runn

    #halfmarathon #effortandease #yoga
    #runningandyoga #yogawisdom #embodiedpractice
    #contemplativepractice #runningmeditation #savasana

  19. Have you ever carried a teacher's words for years and felt them land only mid-run?

    A quote from Rishikesh, years in my journal. Kilometer fourteen made it real.

    Have you ever understood a teaching only by living it?

    Read the full essay

    medium.com/@clarainsweden/runn

    #halfmarathon #effortandease #yoga
    #runningandyoga #yogawisdom #embodiedpractice
    #contemplativepractice #runningmeditation #savasana

  20. Have you ever carried a teacher's words for years and felt them land only mid-run?

    A quote from Rishikesh, years in my journal. Kilometer fourteen made it real.

    Have you ever understood a teaching only by living it?

    Read the full essay

    medium.com/@clarainsweden/runn

    #halfmarathon #effortandease #yoga
    #runningandyoga #yogawisdom #embodiedpractice
    #contemplativepractice #runningmeditation #savasana

  21. I wrote 'steadiness and ease' in my journal in Rishikesh. Running showed me I'd misunderstood the order.

    Ease comes after steadiness, not alongside it. The race showed me.

    What has living taught you that studying couldn't?

    #sthirasukha #yogaphilosophy #yoga
    #halfmarathon #runningandyoga #embodiedpractice
    #savasana #effortandease #contemplativepractice

  22. I wrote 'steadiness and ease' in my journal in Rishikesh. Running showed me I'd misunderstood the order.

    Ease comes after steadiness, not alongside it. The race showed me.

    What has living taught you that studying couldn't?

    #sthirasukha #yogaphilosophy #yoga
    #halfmarathon #runningandyoga #embodiedpractice
    #savasana #effortandease #contemplativepractice

  23. I wrote 'steadiness and ease' in my journal in Rishikesh. Running showed me I'd misunderstood the order.

    Ease comes after steadiness, not alongside it. The race showed me.

    What has living taught you that studying couldn't?

    #sthirasukha #yogaphilosophy #yoga
    #halfmarathon #runningandyoga #embodiedpractice
    #savasana #effortandease #contemplativepractice

  24. I wrote 'steadiness and ease' in my journal in Rishikesh. Running showed me I'd misunderstood the order.

    Ease comes after steadiness, not alongside it. The race showed me.

    What has living taught you that studying couldn't?

    #sthirasukha #yogaphilosophy #yoga
    #halfmarathon #runningandyoga #embodiedpractice
    #savasana #effortandease #contemplativepractice

  25. I wrote 'steadiness and ease' in my journal in Rishikesh. Running showed me I'd misunderstood the order.

    Ease comes after steadiness, not alongside it. The race showed me.

    What has living taught you that studying couldn't?

    #sthirasukha #yogaphilosophy #yoga
    #halfmarathon #runningandyoga #embodiedpractice
    #savasana #effortandease #contemplativepractice

  26. My brother is running the #Hackney #HalfMarathon for the British Heart Foundation. If you can help with a donation to fight
    #HeartDisease and raise awareness we’d be grateful justgiving.com/page/isaac-barr #charity #London

  27. My brother is running the #Hackney #HalfMarathon for the British Heart Foundation. If you can help with a donation to fight
    #HeartDisease and raise awareness we’d be grateful justgiving.com/page/isaac-barr #charity #London

  28. My brother is running the #Hackney #HalfMarathon for the British Heart Foundation. If you can help with a donation to fight
    #HeartDisease and raise awareness we’d be grateful justgiving.com/page/isaac-barr #charity #London

  29. My brother is running the #Hackney #HalfMarathon for the British Heart Foundation. If you can help with a donation to fight
    #HeartDisease and raise awareness we’d be grateful justgiving.com/page/isaac-barr #charity #London

  30. My brother is running the #Hackney #HalfMarathon for the British Heart Foundation. If you can help with a donation to fight
    #HeartDisease and raise awareness we’d be grateful justgiving.com/page/isaac-barr #charity #London

  31. Another Half Marathon (Milton Keynes), another PB smashed, by 10 minutes this time! Met British Olympian and CEO of therunningchannel.com the day was complete 🥰. Now the question is can I break two hours this year or will it spill over to next year or will I never break it?? #running #miltonkeynes #halfmarathon

  32. Another Half Marathon (Milton Keynes), another PB smashed, by 10 minutes this time! Met British Olympian and CEO of therunningchannel.com the day was complete 🥰. Now the question is can I break two hours this year or will it spill over to next year or will I never break it?? #running #miltonkeynes #halfmarathon

  33. Another Half Marathon (Milton Keynes), another PB smashed, by 10 minutes this time! Met British Olympian and CEO of therunningchannel.com the day was complete 🥰. Now the question is can I break two hours this year or will it spill over to next year or will I never break it?? #running #miltonkeynes #halfmarathon

  34. Another Half Marathon (Milton Keynes), another PB smashed, by 10 minutes this time! Met British Olympian and CEO of therunningchannel.com the day was complete 🥰. Now the question is can I break two hours this year or will it spill over to next year or will I never break it?? #running #miltonkeynes #halfmarathon

  35. Another Half Marathon (Milton Keynes), another PB smashed, by 10 minutes this time! Met British Olympian and CEO of therunningchannel.com the day was complete 🥰. Now the question is can I break two hours this year or will it spill over to next year or will I never break it?? #running #miltonkeynes #halfmarathon

  36. 52 Weeks, 52 Half Marathons

    Stage 17 completed (24 km today)
    I managed to stay aerobic 99.9% of the time as the coach prescribed. Caught some unexpexted rain for more than 10km - I was soaked. My Hill score keeps climbing consistently over each run , I am extremely happy with that. I’ll let you know when I reach my goal :)

    The mountain today was absolutely gorgeous.

    #running #52weeks52halfmarathons #halfmarathon

  37. 52 Weeks, 52 Half Marathons

    Stage 17 completed (24 km today)
    I managed to stay aerobic 99.9% of the time as the coach prescribed. Caught some unexpexted rain for more than 10km - I was soaked. My Hill score keeps climbing consistently over each run , I am extremely happy with that. I’ll let you know when I reach my goal :)

    The mountain today was absolutely gorgeous.

    #running #52weeks52halfmarathons #halfmarathon

  38. 52 Weeks, 52 Half Marathons

    Stage 17 completed (24 km today)
    I managed to stay aerobic 99.9% of the time as the coach prescribed. Caught some unexpexted rain for more than 10km - I was soaked. My Hill score keeps climbing consistently over each run , I am extremely happy with that. I’ll let you know when I reach my goal :)

    The mountain today was absolutely gorgeous.

    #running #52weeks52halfmarathons #halfmarathon

  39. 52 Weeks, 52 Half Marathons

    Stage 17 completed (24 km today)
    I managed to stay aerobic 99.9% of the time as the coach prescribed. Caught some unexpexted rain for more than 10km - I was soaked. My Hill score keeps climbing consistently over each run , I am extremely happy with that. I’ll let you know when I reach my goal :)

    The mountain today was absolutely gorgeous.

    #running #52weeks52halfmarathons #halfmarathon

  40. 52 Weeks, 52 Half Marathons

    Stage 17 completed (24 km today)
    I managed to stay aerobic 99.9% of the time as the coach prescribed. Caught some unexpexted rain for more than 10km - I was soaked. My Hill score keeps climbing consistently over each run , I am extremely happy with that. I’ll let you know when I reach my goal :)

    The mountain today was absolutely gorgeous.

    #running #52weeks52halfmarathons #halfmarathon

  41. Hot, tired but very happy Poseidon Athens Half ticked off. A very hot one too so made sure I kept hr from going to high so plenty jeffing involved #running #halfmarathon #poseidonahm #coros #runnersofmastodon

  42. Hot, tired but very happy Poseidon Athens Half ticked off. A very hot one too so made sure I kept hr from going to high so plenty jeffing involved #running #halfmarathon #poseidonahm #coros #runnersofmastodon

  43. Hot, tired but very happy Poseidon Athens Half ticked off. A very hot one too so made sure I kept hr from going to high so plenty jeffing involved #running #halfmarathon #poseidonahm #coros #runnersofmastodon

  44. Hot, tired but very happy Poseidon Athens Half ticked off. A very hot one too so made sure I kept hr from going to high so plenty jeffing involved #running #halfmarathon #poseidonahm #coros #runnersofmastodon