I love to run. I would get out every day if my knees could handle the impact. When I hear about runners who have to force their happy butts out the door to get a couple of miles in, I’m perplexed. I’ve always wondered why people needed motivation to do something that gave me such a rush, such freedom, such joy. Some runners even recruit workout partners to get off the couch.
I didn’t get the buddy concept until I took up blogging.
I’m new to blogging but this was not my first attempt. I started a blog way, way back in 2002, when the whole idea of blogging still smelt as fresh and new as Toby McGuire in Spiderman (remember that ab reveal scene?).
I dolled it up with a picture and made a post or two. But soon I found I had left it fallow for a long time, and the longer I left it bare, the more embarrassing it became to post and with two pre-teens life got busy. The little blog drowned in the interweb stream of consciousness.
In 2011, I got super serious about my writing career and thought I had to have an online presence, so I spent a week learning Blogger, setting up all the pretty themes, and fonts, even came up with a cool name. I posted. I committed to doing it once a week, then once a week flew by, then I committed to once every two weeks. I watched those zip by as well. I allowed my fiction writing to eat up all of my free time. Years passed. No one cared if I posted anyway, there was no accountability.
Now, I’ve finished a few books and short stories. I’m submitting to publishers and considering some of my online options. But again I needed to get out of my writer’s hidey hole; I needed to connect.
I hit upon my answer when I discovered group blogging. Some of the pressure released. If I don’t have much to say, then I call on my blog mates to help. And if I don’t post there are people who depend on me, which raises the stakes of not performing. And in those long, lonely days when I believe no one reads, I know that at least my blog mates will be checking.
After joining a joint blog, it’s becoming more and more clear why people need workout partners. They empower you, hold you accountable, and share you success. All that power available, just by asking. This experience has lead me to be more open minded, and perhaps I will be exploring other joint ventures.
Anyone looking for a workout partner?
Have you ever thought of joining forces in order to accomplish more? Let me know about your experience, or just stop by to say hello.
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Keep it up, enjoying reading, at least I can keep up with some of what your doing. 😉
Thanks for stopping by!
Workout partners are always good for me! Probably why I liked Zumba so much! I really don’t know many here so partnering up is a challenge. Good job on your writing! I have never blogged either. Man, I’m boring!
You blog via Facebook. I always know what’s going on with you 😉 Zumba sounds fun but I have two left samba shoes. I look like Lucille Ball when I try.
I love having a blogging buddy, too! 😉