Had a brief spell of chest pain over the weekend. Okay, nothing to be concerned about. Or is it? Is that normal for a twenty-nine year old?
Admittedly my diet is cholesterol on toast, washed down with coffee and beer… Oh and did I mention cake? My wife is a patissiere. Compound that with the fact that although I’ve been lifting a bit, some body-weight stuff too (sit ups, push-ups, squats), and walking the dog, my heart rate probably never gets to more than about 40% of theoretical max…
So I’ve been jumping on the exercise bike every day *waits for applause*.
Yes, for four minutes and twenty seconds each day *applause stumbles to a halt*.
I’ve come across this android app called Caynax HIIT, and I’m using the routine called Tabata, where it beeps at me for twenty seconds (to tell me to pedal so fast that my withered little heart explodes into a paste all over the inside of my chest cavity) and then beeps differently for ten seconds (to tell me to pedal slow and let my heart re-assemble wolverine style).
What good exercising apps do you guys and gals use?
As for my writing, I’ve been writing some almost montage kind of stuff. We must all know that the heroes and heroines in our stories work out. They probably don’t aim for six packs, but they’re definitely trying to develop power, endurance, and strengthen around all the joints they’ve probably injured… I want to use this as a time to develop the characters, both personality and back-story (because if I can’t somehow get Eye of the Tiger onto the page, there’d better be some other kind of pay-off for the reader).
I think that’s a good take-home message: if you’re putting something in the story it had better either build character, or advance the plot.
What are your thoughts on exercise in fiction? Ever seen it done well?