Sorry for the F bomb, I’m having one of those days. I woke up feeling pretty good, but have been having a bit of a pity party for myself. I don’t know why today. It’s a beautiful day. I went for a swim in a beautiful quarry first thing. But I’m sad.
My surgeon told me no more running. And that if he were me, he would find another kind of work. I’m back to work and there is a push to put me back into the physically demanding part of what I do. So I’m interviewing for another job until I can get a business going. Trying to figure a way out. And this makes me sad.
No more running. As a result, I’ve lost my connection with my network of friends. Our friendships revolved around running. And we socialized around it too. I’m back to working out, trying to find a comparable substitute for the calorie burn and camaraderie, but so far it’s been lacking in both. So I’m up 10 pounds since January. My clothes don’t fit. And this makes me sad.
Working on my business has taken a back seat since I’ve been back to work. I’m trying to settle into a new routine, but the consistency has not been there. That is my fault. I have checklists of things to accomplish. I just haven’t done them. And this makes me sad.
Despite all of this, I am keenly aware of how lucky I am. And I’m grateful. I just have to get out of my own way. And I am. I have decided that the business I’m building is about to take a left turn. I haven’t been working on the business I started, but I have been doing research on other ways I can go about helping people. And this makes me excited!
I have a creative side. In the past it has come out in the form of photography. In fact, all of the photos on my web page are mine. I took them (unless someone took them of me). And mostly with my iphone. But I’ve found another creative form that I am embracing. Audio. Specifically podcasting. I am working on a healthcare podcast. It is my hope that I can reach and help more people this way. So stay tuned. And hold me accountable. Please.