Woke up in a reflective mood. I’ve been trapped in facts and figures, training routines, understanding tons of information about Fitness and Training. I’m in an “educational download” zone. Where I am a sponge.
I follow various people on twitter, local friends, church leadership and other similar genre peeps. I follow a few celebrities, and various musicians. I love to see what people will say about their day, where they are what they are doing and even every once in a while what they want us to know about them. Twitter allows for that.
I get up and twitter and facebook, always sharing about where I am going, and what I am doing in fitness world. But I come here to share what I am thinking.
I am thinking I’ve put my creative side, aside for study and thought. I look across the room at my guitar and it sits there rather quietly. I need to play it a ton this weekend because I will be singing to kids on tues and my fingers are going to burn painfully.
The creative side to my world is quiet. I’ve stood in front of tubes of paint for the last few months thinking about painting a scene on a canvas my daughter gave me. It’s something my Mother would have done. I paint words here, but notice, I’ve not been here in a while.
Blogging is painting, and creating and letting thoughts out that can be understood or not. Blogging is my way of often finding myself from the inner rumble of everything.
My mind is on training, building business and finding the language to help another change their life. I am a sponge, I draw everything I can in, and seek ways to help you go towards your goals. I am taking alot of my own medicine and counsel and am changing my life too, and reflecting on the impact of my positive choices. What works what doesn’t. That’s where my mind is. My fingers look for the music, but my mind seeks out the understanding of things in the fitness world.