{"id":53,"date":"2007-07-28T06:00:13","date_gmt":"2007-07-27T18:00:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/2007\/07\/28\/runs\/"},"modified":"2012-07-31T10:08:12","modified_gmt":"2012-07-30T22:08:12","slug":"runs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/runs\/","title":{"rendered":"Asking For It"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Four years ago, it seemed like a brilliant idea: it would help my motivation, it would be great for the family as a whole, and our overall security would be taken care of.<\/p>\n<p>Quite a job description for a mere <a href=\"http:\/\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/2007\/02\/13\/s-a-dogs-life\/\" target=\"_blank\">mongrel<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2007\/07\/thedog.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2826\" title=\"The Dog\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2007\/07\/thedog.jpg?resize=240%2C306\" alt=\"Pic courtesy Howie B\" width=\"240\" height=\"306\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Four years on, we can leave the house in her paws, safe in the knowledge that if she doesn&#8217;t leave teeth-marks in uninvited visitors, the neighbours will investigate any ruckus she makes. The honeymoon period of family outings for\/with the dog are long over &#8211; come to think of it, it lasted as long as she looked and gambolled like a puppy.<\/p>\n<p>Which leaves my motivation. I need to run regularly. The Dog needs to be exercised regularly. Hey hey: a running buddy.<\/p>\n<p>The thing is, I hate running. Always have. Always will. But there&#8217;s no other form of exercise where a good pair of running shoes is all you need. Biking means bike maintenance. Walking&#8217;s too slow. Swimming means a half-hour drive (and <em>costs<\/em>). One could say it&#8217;s a low-maintenance high-intensity kind of exercise. I still say <em>the <strong>hell<\/strong> with that<\/em> &#8211; I hate it.<\/p>\n<p>It has some pluses though. It&#8217;s supposed to be good for me. It clears my head, though this shouldn&#8217;t be surprising considering the din of my desperate wheezing, a drumrolling heartbeat, and a thought-process as primal as <em>just to the next corner&#8230; okay, just a little bit more to the next telephone pole&#8230; ihatethisshit&#8230; now just to that red car&#8230;.<\/em> On occasion, it feels <em>good<\/em> when I&#8217;m huffing about out there and I think, <em>I&#8217;m-a goin&#8217; places, yessirree&#8230; oh yeah, feel the <strong>flow<\/strong>, baby&#8230;<\/em> but these are rare moments, fleeting enough that I seek them like some narcotic high.<\/p>\n<p>Writing&#8217;s like that sometimes. I&#8217;d be sprawled across some project and, despite the writing pains, a liitle voice whispers <em>how about&#8230; just one more set-piece\/subplot\/pay-off, hm? like, <strong>how hard could it be?<\/strong><\/em> Rare flashes of creative joy as words are thrown up on-screen in search of a story.<\/p>\n<p>By the end of it all, whether I&#8217;m running or writing, I&#8217;m glad to (still) be alive, there&#8217;s the satisfaction of having <em>done it<\/em> and, if I&#8217;m not careful, thinking <em>that wasn&#8217;t so bad &#8211; let&#8217;s go again<\/em>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Four years ago, it seemed like a brilliant idea: it would help my motivation, it would be great for the family as a whole, and our overall security would be taken care of. Quite a job description for a mere mongrel. Four years on, we can leave the house in her paws, safe in the &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/runs\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Asking For It&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[332,239,330],"class_list":["post-53","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-scriptwriting","tag-exercise","tag-running","tag-the-dog"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/53","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=53"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/53\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2803,"href":"https:\/\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/53\/revisions\/2803"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=53"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=53"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dfmamea.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=53"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}