Running Dialogue and Bad Puns

First post: I need to get past this, and for me, my practice of running and art-making can be applied to all things in life, really and truly. I’ve found connections, have taken the mental field notes, and have evidence!

Let’s start with “I need to get past this.” A dozen moments came to mind, “I need to get past this”; run, this giant hill, this sprint, that weird icy feeling in my left ass cheek that seems to present itself on mile 8, etc.

With art, “I need to get past this”; feeling I will never make anything again, followed by, “have I ever made anything good in the first place?” Sometimes it’s just showing up to the studio, OR showing up to the studio except creative paralysis has you on the floor staring at the ceiling for hours to ponder those questions above — the haunting ear-worms boring holes in your brain as they loop around and repeat — that funk you can’t “get past.”

With getting past this first post, through a run I wasn’t feeling up for, or my existential crises as a human and artist, I convince myself to show up even if that means I have to lay on the floor of the studio, walk most of a run, or write something I will cringe at that no one will read anyway. I’ve become a practitioner in the discipline of showing up. Please make note of the word practitioner.

Here it is; I’m past it.