Summer in Arizona is tough for people who like to exercise outside. I’m not the tough hiker who will hike in 110º weather. If it’s too hot, walking becomes too slow for benefit, and the walk itself is too short to create the effort needed to keep in shape.
It’s hard to find something else to do because I am no friend of gyms. What’s wrong with gyms? No idea. My best guess is no windows. Even though the rooms are huge, I need some reference to outside to feel comfortable. As someone who walks for more than an hour a day, walking on a treadmill without a change of scenery is not enough to get me into the gym. Neither are all the very slender people who wear very tight and tiny clothing. I stand out wearing sweats. Sure, I can ignore it, but I feel obvious. Like I need to be at the gym.
Swimming is my best bet. It takes a different organization, and sharing the pool, but it’s a big pool. Effort. It requires effort. It’s not a habit yet.
While grumping about gaining wait during the summer (when the rest of the country uses summer as a giant diet plan), I realized my creative play has dropped off, too. Different reasons, but the result is the same: no play, no progress.
Creative work is a lot like going to the gym. We feel the effort first, long before we notice the results. And the effort is often why we quit, which stops the benefits of the results before we can enjoy them. Studio or gym, repetition of effort, every day, is what gets results.
—Quinn McDonald is putting herself on a schedule of creative play.