Writing for me is cathartic. Kind of like a run is for my body, it can be at once both incredibly difficult and completely easy. Sometimes my legs fly making my body seem light as air and others I feel heavy as though I am filled with cement, plodding and slow. At times words flow easily, falling out of my mind, through my fingers, more quickly almost than I can even type. And at times I stagger, searching, and write almost as though I've never done it before.
But in the same sense, if I just put one foot in front of the other or if I write one banal sentence after the other, and if I keep on doing it, day after day with weekends days of rest, I find that both running and writing become easier. Not that there won't be those days where neither feels natural, rather, that those days become gradually fewer and when they do come I am better able to cope.