I’m now on Youtube

So I’ve been entertaining the idea of making a Youtube channel about becoming a writer for quite some time. Today, I finally went through and got one.

You can reach it by clicking here.

I’ll be trying to update everyday, and it’s going to be an in depth look at what it takes to become a writer and my long road ahead in regards to being published.

Hopefully it’ll become something big, but only if you guys help me out!

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Cheers,

Jared

“There” – The Superperspectivistical Novel

After seven months of development, including two whole months devoted to creating a theory on the relationship of infinity and zero and a month on the idea of “superperspectivistical thinking”, I have finally unleashed what I’m hoping will be my “breakthrough” novel onto FictionPress.

If I get it published, it’ll obviously have to be taken down, so read it while you still can!

“There” – “In the highly theoretical realms of the mind, infinity and zero take on new meanings, Dragons hate being stereotyped and superperspectivistical thinking is the way to go. Throw all conventional thinking into marked containers to be recycled into soda cans”

Chapter 1 is in the works at the moment, so you’ll just have to enjoy the Epilogue for now.

Those “Invisible Jitters” are coming back to me, and I have great delight partaking in them!

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Cheers,

Jared

Here Comes the Rain

I’m finally healthy. My toes are still tender from their surgeries, but I can now put my full weight on each foot and feel no pain. Now, let the training begin.

 

October 14^th is the Long Beach Marathon Bike Tour, and I’ve been planning on riding it since earlier this year. This will be my second time riding this particular bike tour, and it’s still my favorite.

 

So earlier this week I began to psyche myself up to begin training again tomorrow. That gives me three weeks to train. That may just be on the verge of rushing the training, but I’m not one to back down from any challenges that get thrown my way.

 

Unless it involves water falling from the sky.

 

It’s apparently been looming for two weeks now, and a storm that meteorologist are calling “freakish” is headed our way. I’ve also heard “A December storm hitting in the middle of September”. So what I gather from all of this is the obvious: a storm like the one about to hit tomorrow is not suppose to happen until the dead of winter, not the tail-end of summer.

 

It’s already 15 degrees cooler than average. I’ve busted out the jackets, but the stubborn California within still demands that shorts be worn. Estimates are putting the storm at dropping an inch of rain starting tonight, thru Friday and into Saturday morning.

 

So it’s now up in the air as to whether I will begin my rehab/training tomorrow, but if you needed to take odds, I’d bet in favor of me riding rain or shine. It all stems from my three years of running Cross Country at my high school. When the weather sent even the football players diving for cover, we were out there running in it.

 

It actually feels better to do anything in the rain. Rain naturally cleans the air. This allows for more oxygen to make it into your lungs supercharging your muscles and promoting the release of endorphins, or “happy feeling” hormones. That’s one of the main reasons why I remember every time we ran in the rain. Even though those raindrops after a while begin to feel like cold knifes being stabbed into you, you’re on such an endorphin high, you just don’t care.

 

Course, what you don’t realize is that you’ve now allowed yourself to contract bronchitis by doing this exercise.

 

Well, at least that happened to me. Then again, running short and a t-shirt aren’t exactly going to keep you warm.

 

So my point?

 

Tomorrow, rain or shine, I will be out there tearing up the asphalt as only a bike can with more than a t-shirt and running shorts.

 

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Cheers,

Jared

Clueless at Best

I seriously have no clue what to write anymore on this blog. I mean, my writing’s progress has slowed to a bloody halt because it has. I’ve gotten nothing accomplished…until today.

 

It was a typical August for me, which means it wasn’t fun at all. August is usually the month that my “high on life” ends and I have to end up taking the next few months to rebuild it.

 

The inactivity in my writing also carried over into running/cycling. Course, I’ve now contracted my second ingrown toenail in less than a year. It’s frustrating because I’ve literally done everything and them some of what I was told to do to prevent it from returning, but lo-and-behold its back. What makes it even more frustrating is that I can’t run.

 

Yeah, I should be riding my bike, but alas, the front rim is warped, causing it to rub against the front brakes when it rotates and slow me down considerably. The way I ride is much like how Lance Armstrong rides, which is with a high cadence, which is the cycling term for the revolutions you make with the pedals. Armstrong on average is somewhere near 120rpm on his pedals, and I aim for that when riding, but I can’t since my bike is semi-busted.

 

I’ve also made up my mind to invest in a decent road bike. I’ll be dropping a little over a grand into a bike, but its well worth it.

 

 

A video of Lance because he rawks so amazingly.

Been listening to a lot of U2, Explosions In The Sky and Boards of Canada again. I’ve also gotten into Kanye West thanks to his song “Stronger”. He was kind enough to collaborate with Daft Punk for the song, and included them in the video for the song. Anyone who uses Daft Punk and recognizes them like that is on my good side.

 

So yeah, writing hasn’t been all that good lately, but I think broke through my mental barrier today because I drilled out about 300 words in less than an hour, which in case you don’t know much about writing, that’s quite a burst.

 

I want to talk about how I’ve been feeling lately, which is purely amazing, but I think I’ll save that for a later blog so I can get back to writing.

 

Bye bye.

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Cheers,

Jared

I want big boom!!!

What the hell is going on? My blog is consistently getting hits. I don’t understand. My first few were completely ignored, now, all of the sudden, you’re reading me.

Oh yeah. I started putting tags on.

Doy!

4^th of July is now 3 days away. So that means I’ll soon be within close proximity of low grade explosives. Sweet. Me and fireworks are a close pair that work well together. Plus, who the hell doesn’t like fireworks? I love them, especially the kind they have to shoot into the sky. You know, the big fireworks, where you feel their detonation in your chest as it blasts in the air.

So yeah.

Writing will once again commence on the first chapter of “Invisible” tomorrow. As will running. 70 minutes. That’ll get my heart yawning at least.

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Cheers,

Jared

Feel This

Fack. Inactivity is slowly eating away at my muscles. I’m not at the point of atrophy, but it sure as hell feels like it when you haven’t ran in 2 weeks. We can all thank that nasty cold that’s kept me down for the past few weeks. We can also thank the evilest clothes hamper in the world, which, getting out of the shower 2 months ago decided that it’d place a sharp edge where my knee would hit it. Then it went a little further by pushing my kneecap upwards and digging in under it.

 

I have a feeling that’ll be a corrective surgery by the time I’m 50. If not, God does exist.

 

By the way, he does exist anyhow.

 

Writing right now has taken a bit of a backseat as this Thursday approaches. I’ve continued working on the first chapter for “Invisible” and progress has been anything short of amazing. But for now, I need to start getting to sleep earlier than midnight, 1am or sometimes even later. Why? It’s running time suckah’!

 

Like, the way Mr. T uses suckah’ ya’ suckah’! Quit yo’ jibba’jabba’ and all that junk.

 

Running is something that has a profound effect on me. It calms me down, which is quite ironic, considering running is one of the most taxing sports on your body. The physical exertion you put out isn’t being amplified by gears, chains, pulleys or combustion engines. It’s all you. You’re the one and only thing out there that’s preventing you from going on or finishing with raised arms.

 

Some of the best times in my life have been caused by running. There’s something about that feeling too. I don’t know if it’s the accomplishment of finishing a race, the desire to compete against other people, a feeling of absolute euphoria or a satisfaction in feeling alive. It’s something else though. When I get that way, which is something that occurs frequently when I run, I feel like I can keep on going for forever. It’s probably the purest feeling in the world. I think describing it would be doing it a disservice. It’s something that can only be experienced.

 

I listen to music when I run. My runs allow me at least a little over an hour of music. I do a 15-70-15 style workout, which is: 15 minutes of warm-ups – 70 minutes of unbroken running at an 8 minute per mile pace – 15 minutes of “dessert”, also known as a cool-down, which lets the body recover quicker than just stopping at the end of the work out.

 

I usually try to change my playlist every run, so that way I have something new to listen to. I also base my “in the moment” pace off the music. There’s certain songs I use for warming up, others I hear and I know to jog at a comfortable pace and there are others that signal to me to go into a flat out sprint.

 

I’ve actually found something that recreates the same feelings running gives me. Its music by a group called “Explosions in the Sky”. I don’t know why, but their music gives me that feeling I just can’t describe. I just wish I could put it into words, but I can’t

 

So there you have me. I’m just a kid trying to relive his glory days of XC (Cross Country) and begin back that feeling it gave me.

 

I’m succeeding.

 

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Cheers,

 

Jared