To write....Or to exercise...? That is the question.

Whenever I think of writing my head is flooded with memories of high school English class. Writing always seemed like such a daunting task. A task that I would avoid until the very last possible moment, making every imaginable excuse to procrastinate, before I gave in. Even now I think it a task and most times an overwhelming one. Why do I do it? Because it is good for me. Just like exercising, it's good for me but difficult to find the motivation to start. Most people who know me wouldn't believe me if I stood up in church and confessed of my dread because I've written two books (with two others outlined) have a couple of blogs, up to date on my journals, and am dedicated to writing my step-son at least one letter a week while he serves a mission for our church...But dread I do. Just like the treadmill. I don't really want to but I do it. A number of times a week I ask myself, "What am I going to say? What do people want to hear from me? Is this story even relevant? Will my writing impact others for the better. Will anyone even read what I write?" Or, "I'm too tired. I don't feel like it. I do it tomorrow." Blah. Blah. Blah. Sound familiar anyone? Some people are natural born writers. I am a story telling. AND THESE TWO THINGS ARE DIFFERENT. (Although, I will admit that a captivating writer also needs to be a good story teller.) Yet no matter what I think of writing,(or exercising)I'm drawn to it. When I begin, it takes me a little time to warm up. Then there are moments when there is discomfort and pain or even boredom as I compulsively look at the clock. Before I know it, time has slipped away and I am finished with what I had wanted to do(writing or exercising). AND when I'm finished I feel a sense of accomplishment. Sometimes relief or even cleansed with a renewed personal energy. I never regret doing it. I do it because it is good for me. I do it because there is a chance that the results will benefit others as it benefits me. I do it because even if it's difficult, it's what I'm supposed to do. Okay, I'm off to do four miles.