“Personal power is the ability to stand on your own two feet with a smile on your face in the middle of a universe that contains a million ways to crush you.”
― J.Z. Colby
I won’t lie, I’ve been going downhill this week. Today I spent two hours laying on the living room floor, basking in the sunlight because of the million things there are to do, and the 1/2 million things I have to do, I could not seem to find the power in me to do any of them.
Helpless. That’s kind of how I feel.
Sometime in the afternoon, Dennis said, “When are you going for a ride?” This was shortly after he got back from riding himself for a couple of hours. (yeah, I know the vernacular there is funny- that’s why I left it that way). I said, “Why?” And he was like, “You need to go on a ride.” I was like, “Oh. I don’t know if I want to. It’s not that I don’t not want to. I’m just kind of indifferent….”
THUS ENTER THE BLOG!!!!!!!! I have this silly commitment now, don’t I? Daily? What the crap was I thinking? But now it’s habit. Now it is necessity. Now this is more than just a fun experiment, more than a scrapbook of experiences. It’s a motivation. It’s accountability.
So I did go out. Here’s the proof: