Embracing midget green bars

I’m in Southern California, at least for now. When you have a cloudy morning, like today, you’re loving it, you’re embracing it because it’s a welcome change from the scorching sun of most other days.

I’ve had a great first month writing on Medium. Posted every day, sometimes twice a day; had a couple of stories do well and I’m seeing almost all of my stories reaching at least some readers; gaining followers too.

No, I will not be a boring twat and post a screenshot of views, reads, or followers. I won’t even put a link to my best story.

But recently after a great ride that happened thanks to one blockbuster story, my views and reads tanked. I woke up one morning and, damn, it’s all down. It’s like a crash on the stock market, not that I invest; like a sudden onset of very cold weather.

It’s stayed that way for some days now.

You know what? I am really really cool about it. It’s not affecting my motivation a bit. I’m not complimenting myself. But there is something so soothing, so comforting about knowing that this is a long journey.

I run. I’ve become a serious runner in the last year couple of years. I do hard training on some days, then slow runs on others. The slow runs are like meditation. They come as a gift. Stepping outside and knowing that I am going to have a boring effortless run is a great feeling.

Or, continuing the running analogy, sometimes you have a “bad day”. Because I run a lot, bad days…