Some memes

and that storied glass of water was not something i expected to use as a seed for this exercise in writing about my recovery. for a person as cynical as i have been in the past, the opening of my mind to a different way of seeing my life, may not have removed that side of me, but it certainly has tempered what some might call my “negative” take on the world and my life. as i sit here trying to reconcile my physical injury with my fitness goals, i have to look at the fact that i ignored the warning signs to slow down and take it easy. looking at what i have coming down the pike, it is better to have this setback now, instead of in four months when i am in Africa, climbing to the roof of that continent. i will recover and be able to start my training again, but i have to be patient, after all, i am not twenty years old any more and at sixty-six, healing takes a bit more time.
today, after going to my home group, i am going to attempt walking a mile to see how that goes. after that? well a nice day of doing nothing, after pounding out the hits all week long at work. i am concerned as to whether or not i will get a contract extension and i do need to apply myself a bit more, by being quicker and writing code that covers all the cases. i am not going to rely on the team being short-handed as my foil, i will work to make myself a valued asset rather than someone that is just along for the ride.
am i looking at this opportunity to prove myself as a good or bad thing? today i am not sure. i do know that what i wrote this week was quality work and not just a rushed, slap-dashed POS, as i now have the reputation for writing. that is a bit disparaging, so i think i will go out for my walk and see how the rest of this day plays out. i am clean today and i made a choice not to use and to do whatever i need to do, to stay clean, as a result of that choice, just for today.

∞ DT ∞