I haven’t posted in several weeks. I don’t really have an excuse. I’m simply more comfortable with dispatches from the mountaintops than I am sharing from the valleys of life. So, in the interest of what I originally set out to do, here are a few highlights from the past several weeks.
First, 254 targeted applications and resume submissions, four interviews, and still looking. Frustrating, yes; ready to throw in the towel, no!
I’m down twenty three pounds and exercising regularly. I’ve discovered it doesn’t matter if you are running, cycling or just walking around the block; the hardest part is getting up, tying your shoe laces and shutting the door behind you.
After years of allowing food to rule my life, I am learning to just say no. I refuse to diet. I have enough history with diets to know how that is going to end. I do try to make a conscience decision every time I open my mouth. Do I want this? Do I need this? Is this worth eating right now? I have good days and bad days; the key is to end up with more good days.
Sometimes, the grind of life as it is right now gets me down. If I didn’t have the memory of peaks, and the hope of regaining new heights, I might be defeated.
As it is, I’ll ride out the storm. I have health. I have family. I haven’t missed a single meal or slept one night in the street. And, I have my wife.
Michelle is my rock and never ending source of support, encouragement, and when necessary, prodding. Not incidentally, she regularly serves as editor and art director for my writing and photography. If you like what you see, she probably had a hand in it. To those familiar with my writing, you might think Michelle would try to rein me in. Not so, she is constantly challenging me to push beyond myself and comfort zone – even when my story lines include her, if you know what I mean.
Like physical exercise, the hardest part of writing this was making the decision.
That wasn’t too bad.
Thanks, Michelle
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