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My Journey to a Two Week Rest

I know that you thought that I had given up on you. Be at peace. I am not going anywhere. I just wanted to take some time off. I must rectify. I was forced to take two weeks off.

You may be asking yourself the reason why I was forced to rest.

As far as I can remember, I have never been sick twice in less than three weeks. Ever. Until a few weeks ago. When it happened, it was a big red flag for me. I had to slow down.

As I was riding in my friend’s car, we were talking about how busy we are, and he just said: “Remember, we are not as young as we used to be. We have to slow down”. How true he was!

I remember years ago, back home, there were days when I would wake up at four O’clock in the morning to go to work at the radio station. Few hours later, I would ride on my bike to go to teach English from nine to one O’clock in the afternoon. By two thirty, I would be at the Basketball court until six O’clock. Then I would go back to the radio station. Those were my days.
I thought I could still do the same now. How wrong I was! That is why I got sick twice in less than three weeks. Something had to give.

I took time to rest and get better.  I even went to play Basketball last weekend after almost an entire year without playing. You can imagine how my body feels now. If I drop a key, I have to call for help to pick it up. I cannot move lol.

I believe I can still work long hours. However, I am learning to listen to my body a little bit more. Sometimes our body can send us some signals, even loud signals, asking for rest. I won’t say that I am glad I got sick; at least I have learned a lesson. I am going to rest when needed without feeling guilty about it, and when the opportunities come on my way, sometimes I will say no. My health depends on it.

This was just a shout out; I hope you did not give up on me as well

Always a pleasure
Patrick

The Journeyman

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