I hopped on over to this blog to find that I haven't posted here in almost 4 years. Don't ask why, but since the secret will eventually spill I'll tell you. I was held hostage by bears in the caves of a long lost place, where I ate raw fish with yucky scales and had my long green hair brushed by bear claws daily. By the way, thinking of franchising the concept, although dangerous. I rode on the backs of whales to get to and fro while waiting for life to come snatch me back. Anyway, I'm a liar and here is the real reason. Or so, I don't have any REAL reason, so never mind.
So, a little over a week ago I hurt my butt ice skating. Not really my butt but more of an avulsion of my ishial tuberosity (which surely no one really cares to know). I know, I know. Did God not warn me about what I should and shouldn't do over the age of 40. Anyway, back in the day I was an awesome roller skater so I figured how hard would it be? Besides, my 7-year-old wanted to try. I was actually pretty amazing at it. Well, not really, but I did well. We were skating along, wind whipping past us as those hockey playing wanna be's flew by. Then those God awful teeth on the front of the blade grabbed the ice thrusting my leg into the air in an attempt prevent an ugly fall. Didn't work so well, because of course I fell, ever so gracefully I might add. Thing is, I felt something 'go pop' just before my P90X tended to gluteus maximus met with the ice. Needless to say I'm restricted from exercise at this time and have decided to get back to writing.
Believe me this is not the only reason for rediscovering my need to indulge in my lifelong dream, I really love and miss it. Don't know why I let going back to collage, getting a new career and raising my kids get in the way, because I know that writers with a TRUE passion refuse to let anything get in their way.
Now, I will do my best to try and find those magic fingers that allow those long awaited words to bleed out onto the keyboard and seep into the minds of others', or at least out of the mind of my own.
Have a nice day and please be careful of the ice.
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So you could consider your fall on the ice as a good thing here... Nice to read about your passion - this would definitely count as a healthy therapeutic outlet even when you return to work... I guess the only other suggestion I would offer is to have fun!!! Look forward to future posts.
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