I got a little painting done, sketching out the next painting, and added a little colour. There's more to do on that front.
When it came time to write, however, I couldn't seem to settle in and focus. I only managed half of my usual daily word count, which, admittedly is still really good.
I mean, one and a half thousand words in a day is nothing to snuff at. When I'm used to double that, however, it feels a little like a let down.
That's alright. I'll get my mojo back and blast through my daily count and even catch up... that or I'll write some on the weekend to make my goal. Either way, I'll catch up, so I'm not really all that mad, just disappointed.
On a happier note, training went much better by far. Last night I did a proper, honest to goodness, did not require a jump start chin-up.
For those of you new to this, one of my goals last year was to be able to do an unassisted chin-up. For a while there, I was able to lift only about three quarters of the way. If I made it all the way up, it was because I hopped a little to give myself a boost. Not so last night.
This is great because two weeks ago I was feeling incredibly frustrated with my progress. I felt like I wasn't getting any stronger after two years of strength training, and it irked me. It was after a particularly bad day at the weights, and I was feeling so badly about myself. There might have been tears of frustration.
Anyway, yesterday was a day of disappointment and celebration. I'm looking forward to more celebration today. Fingers crossed I make my daily word count!