Good Carbs

As I write this, I'm sitting at Panera, eating one of those divine peach and pecan muffins and having a third cup of coffee. The other patrons are nice, the guy in front of me kindly moving his plate so that his back now faces me, rather than appeaing to be some creepy stalker type. Ah, civilization.

I have over an hour until my next appointment and I'm going to enjoy it.

After a crazy (and by that I mean slightly mental day) of fighting the words, today is going to be a carbo loading day. And by that I mean reading.

As I wrote yesterday, working on two blogs and three other articles, I wondered where my words had gone. Where the juice was.

Then it occurred to me that I hadn't been reading very much.

The feeling was repeated when my husband and I went for a run later in the evening. It was Southern summer hot and the air was nearly swimmable. As we ran, my lungs gave out and my knees felt weak. We walked nearly half of the time.

What the? I seethed through my teeth.

As I thought about the possible causes of my lack of stamina, I realized I'd eaten virtually no carbs the last two days. Veggies, meat, and a few light desserts, but nothing sustainable for a run.

So  we came home and carbo loaded on pasta and fruit, vowing to not let our tanks get so low again.

It's the same principle for writing. Without good carbs, without good fuel and inspiration for creativity, it's easy to get empty pretty quickly. So I'm taking the time fuel for a while today so I can hit the ground running tomorrow..