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No rest for the warrior

My phisio today said the reason for my pain to continue may be my defiance. I asked her what she meant. She said I challenged all the adversities and kept moving on rather than stopping to solve them. How can I explain to her that had I stopped for each adversity this year, I would have stopped on the 2nd January and not recovered since? She says my life is always irregular and I spent all the time convincing her that in general my life has ups and downs like everyone else. But this year in fact there was a large concentration of downs, never giving time for the ups to really surface, and each down seems to have gone lower. All this to explain to her I would not be subscribing to a new gym yet and all I could do now was surviving the pain and do yoga to get my body slowly reacting. Two weeks ago she was upset at me, so last week I skipped it knowing the speech would be harsh after I went through the physical distress of my house move, an ikea visit and no yoga. I am glad I did. 
She keeps asking when it will be regular again. Get in line I say. Hope never dies but it is getting feable. For some reason, everything works out fine in the end this year, it is just a distress until it does. 
No rest for the warrior, perhaps I should not fight!

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C/N/N said…
Being a warrior means two things:
> Having a calm mind, despite all stresses
> Knowing when to fight and knowing when to recharge ... to live to fight another day
Perhaps it is time to change one's approach?
PS: Even the oak tree knows to sway with the breeze!
Your bald friend.

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