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I finished the Couch to 80k boot camp! I have a mix of relief and mild panic at completing it. On one hand, I have a wealth of newly discovered resources at my disposal now. On the other hand, I’m back to being my own motivation. And that’s…not been that great.

It was surprisingly hard to sit down and write last week after I completed week 8. Granted, I got sick and there’s been a death in the friend-family, so I’m not surprised that the last thing I want to do is write. On the other hand, I know writing will temporarily help extract all those churning emotions I can’t currently process, so I’m hoping to see how it goes.

I am, however, seriously considering started a separate project from my current one. I realize that this could be a distraction because I’m dissatisfied with the very rough first draft that I have written, but I’m also aware that this could be a need to diversify what I’m writing about. I’m not certain yet, but I’ll see how this week goes before I get further.

Current word count: Pathetically low.

Reading:

I actually did read one of the books I mentioned last week: Cover Me. (I know, I’m even surprised at myself.) You can see my review here. I am definitely interested in continuing on to the sequel, but we’ll see how that goes.

The second book I read was not on my potential list, but actually out of left field. I needed an easy thing to read that didn’t require a lot of brain power, so I read Delicious. It definitely has much more of a plot than it advertised, which I absolutely did not mind. I had a few minor issues with the book, but overall enjoyed it. Tyler definitely ended up being my favorite character.

I have no idea what I’m going to be reading this week. I know I have quite a few non-romance books waiting to be read, but I’m having a hard time bringing myself to read them. Part because two of them are by highly regarded male authors following a male character and I really don’t want to find out if they can’t write a female character well. It’s almost as if the longer I put it off, the better chance I have of being surprised. I hope.

We’ll see. I’ll probably dive back into a Sarah McCarty book, simply because reading her makes me happy.

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