Before I started taking the fitness class that I'm taking this semester, I avoided tred-mills. The idea of covering a great distance and not actually going any where seemed dumb to me. So, when I did go running, at the very least it was around a track. However, with this fitness class, we are expected to do a cardio workout, and with my knee
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But perhaps... this isn't such a bad thing. If it becomes a quagmire you're bogged down in for a long period of time, then yeah, not so great. But if it's just a moment's breath, as light pause, then maybe it's what you need. Sometimes, we need to get lost before we can find ourselves again. Consider it a time to chart your next course.
ALthough you seem a little lost in yourself. I've been there lately. Just sort of drifting. What's been helping me, and what I think might help you, is getting back in touch with myself. There are certain things that bring me home when I'm lost. The ironic thing is, the more lost I am, the less I seem to do those things. For me - and it sounds like for you, too - one of those things is writing. Sometimes it's journaling, or poetry, sometimes working on a manuscript, sometimes it's just opening up a new word document or new notebook and letting loose. But it always anchors me back where I want to be anchored - inside.
Maybe the river's still there, you've just stepped out of it. But you have the ability to step back in.
Just something to consider ;)
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