As I write this, I'm sitting in a two-day seminar as part of my annual continuing education. A wide variety of business topics. This particular one-hour session is mind-numbing in its irrelevance. I need to stretch my brain and maybe my body in a different direction.
I miss exercising. I miss the gym. It's been a week and a half since my surgery, and I'm not supposed to be exercising for six weeks total. As I gradually turn to flab physically, I get more concerned about my mental state. When I have a good exercise routine going, my energy level is high and my attitude is positive. Remind me of that in four and a half weeks -- if i don't shoot myself before this class ends, that is.
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It's later now, and I'm in a different session: a one-hour class called "Life is long: make the right decisions!" It goes without saying that I know that life is definitely not long, but, let's face it, some hours are interminable. This one is at least better than that first one.
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