The Battleground State of Being

This week there was a tug-of-war that shredded me at both ends. The war was between the physical and nom- physical; it pushed and pulled and created friction and sparks of frustration merely because one refused to bend to the will of the other, at first. I tried to just ignore the symptoms of sickness but then harder and harder it pulled, and I was down. I walked slowly, hardly moved, and coughed a lot. Needless to say I fell behind on my goals – but the year is long. I woke up today back to good, 75%. That is good enough to get moving again, back to class tonight, finish a set of 200 S&Ps, and rise-up tomorrow for an early hike. I love the challenge of this all and I like that I am working towards a comprehensive goal – though the physical fell short this week – determination, as a result, grew stronger.