Spinning my wheels

Alas, this isn’t about an addition to my exercise routine (spinning), nor is it a nod to my fiber-spinning passion and the ongoing Tour de Fleece.  It’s about that situation where you find yourself putting your foot on the gas pedal and expecting something to happen… but all that happens is your gas gauge diving and your blood pressure rising.  It’s where I’ve been for the last month or so – getting up every morning and applying liberal amounts of coffee but not seeing any results (other than being put on medicine for hypertension).

I know from discussion with others that this isn’t an uncommon experience.  I can also trace some of the reasons I ended up in this position (actually falling on my face and some of the medical implications began the downward spiral).  What I’m struggling with is get that push to get out of the rut.

So… I’m looking for a few brave folks willing to give me a solid push.

I often preach about the importance of community.  There are times when the community of faith surrounds us and lifts us up.  There are times, however, when what is most needed is a well-placed kick where it’s needed most.  I know, in part, by owning up to my wheels spinning I’ve begun to crawl out of the mush I’m in… but feel free to give me a nice firm poke as well.