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Bit of a setback with P90X. \u00a0I pulled a muscle in my right forearm. \u00a0Have to go slower, avoid things that stress it. \u00a0But I’ve had injuries before and will again. \u00a0Time and ice.<\/p>\n
Though I can’t get back into to the 2005 archives right now I think it was the 5th of February or so when I began this blog. \u00a0That would make this the early days of ancientrails’ 10th year. \u00a0Though you couldn’t know this from your vantage point, I have shelves of notebooks that I kept before these blogs.<\/p>\n
Ancientrails does represent a continuation of that work, if not a direct one. \u00a0At one point I had a spiritual journal, a journal much like this blog and an art history journal. Ancientrails contains traces of all three with a twist in midair to account for the public nature of the blog.<\/p>\n
Writing seems to be a necessary part of my life, not really an outlet, but a moment of creating something new. \u00a0I like Yeats on this: \u00a0creativity is the social act of a solitary person. \u00a0That’s the way ancientrails feels to me. \u00a0The Great Wheel blog is a different matter. \u00a0It wants to be the voice of a mythologist and an activist. \u00a0I’ll let it be what it wants.<\/p>\n
Here we’ll have the usual mish-mash of things, stuff I’m interested in, stuff that frustrates me, stuff I’m learning, stuff I hope for, the lives of folks I know. \u00a0Now in its tenth year. How about that?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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