Friday, March 15, 2013
After wanting a dog for a very long time, I got “Manny” last month. Being a rescue guy, he comes with his own doggie-type baggage, including a trunk load of fear. I can only guess at what the poor little dude went through as a pup, but he’s making progress in all areas of family dog-dom now. Although I feel I’m living with a furry toddler much of the time, Manny’s wonderful as my personal trainer, insistent that I get out to walk and play, come snow or come shine. And, being busy with him and because of him has helped me to be a more productive and organized writer again.
This is what I mean:
• I wake up earlier and get moving in the morning, because I’m motivated and have more required activity to fit into my day than I have for a long time.
• Because I’m getting much more exercise, I feel stronger and more energetic.
• Since a good routine is important to my furry friend, I have to have one in place. This has significantly cut down on the amount of recliner-potato time I can justify for myself.
• Being more physically active stimulates my creativity, too, so I must write. I. Must. Write.
• Instead of procrastinating my writing time into oblivion now, I strive to fit as much reading and writing time as I can into my day.
I guess Manny and I needed to get together to start fixing what was broken in each other. Maybe my current protagonist, a fifteen-year-old girl with Asperger’s Syndrome, could use a dog friend to help her, too. Perhaps this dog could be a rescue who knows how it feels to be bullied and picked on, one who needs unconditional love and inclusion … Guess I know what I’ll be working on next.
What’s your motivation to get it all going?