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Unsatisfied

I woke up this morning and my hip was hurting. I've been suffering off and on with bursitis in my hips for over 30 years now. Thought there was no need to walk, as the bursitis would probably be aggravated.

Then I got to thinking. Sometimes that can't be a good thing. Today it was.

I got to thinking about my employment situation, how I've never been close to achieving my true passion. How I've let other people and environmental situations mold my life. How I've been ridiculed out going for what I've wanted in life. Needless to say, I'm not satisfied.

I decided not to let a hurting hip keep me from taking a walk. If it get aggravated, so be it. I only work 4 hours today and it's 4 hours sitting on my down. I loaded Dan Miller's latest 48 Days to the Work You Love podcast in my iPhone, hooked up my ear buds, and took off walking.

I found that it took 14 minutes to walk around the block, so the next walk will include the 3 cul de sacs which I pass. I'm now sitting at home(you probably figured that) writing this post. I'm also happy to say that my hip doesn't hurt.

I proved to myself in the past 10 days if I force myself to do something, I will get it done. I have written 13 poems on my Whattville blog in that time. New month and I still have inspiration. I plan on writing one for tomorrow, as it's an important birthday to celebrate in Whattville.

Comments

Syd said…
Keep up the walking and exercising. It does help loosen up the body.
Busy Bee Suz said…
I DO hope you find the satisfaction that you deserve.
The lady I work for has bursitis...she takes 30 minute baths daily with epson salts...and swears by it!

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