The short, dark, cold, rainy days here in the Pacific Northwest have been luring me also into the funk cave. Everything in me just wants to hibernate. Yesterday, in the pelting rain, I made myself get out on my bike and go for a ride. My funk is always exacerbated by withdrawal from the stressors, and sometimes when I get moving and head into the storm it energizes me and pulls me out of the funk. Exercise and forward movement when things look bleak is an active form of faith for me. Can't always muster it, but it works when I do.
Enjoyed reading this, Tim!
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The short, dark, cold, rainy days here in the Pacific Northwest have been luring me also into the funk cave. Everything in me just wants to hibernate. Yesterday, in the pelting rain, I made myself get out on my bike and go for a ride. My funk is always exacerbated by withdrawal from the stressors, and sometimes when I get moving and head into the storm it energizes me and pulls me out of the funk. Exercise and forward movement when things look bleak is an active form of faith for me. Can't always muster it, but it works when I do.
Forward movement!!
This turned out great Tim! Brighter days ahead
...don't forget to embrace all that funk became as well...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jJvjWh2Vhu4
Funked up my whole day listening to this.
...no choice but to leave this then...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3byI94zEjc4
My weekend is set. You're awesome.
YESSSSSSS