The past few months have been crazy to say the least. First I made a job change, then had a family reunion, then high adventure with scouts, and a trek with our church. I was then out of town doing training for my new job for three weeks. I calculated that at one point I was out of town six of the eight weeks, from the end of June through the first Part of August. To top it off I have been working on another investment home we hope to have complete in the next few weeks in my limited spare time. By the way if any of you know someone looking for a hip place in Layton for $135k send them my way.
I must confess that with the whirlwind that has hit me over the past few months I let myself get sidetracked on many of the good routines I had going in life. I stopped blogging, I haven’t been very committed to exercising on a daily routine, and I have eaten a lot of junk lately.
I have decided to do better. And sometimes that is all it takes.
Life is full of ruts. It seems like they are easy to fall in but try as we might they are difficult to escape.
I love to ride motorcycles. When I was a kid I used to be deathly afraid of ruts. Once I got in one I knew I was stuck and I was not strong enough or skilled enough at the time to finagle my way out. The good news is that over time I learned how to navigate through trails with deep ruts. I was able to see them coming and as I gained strenght and confidence I figured out how to escape them.
Whenever I fell into a rut on my motorcycle the first thing I knew to do was slow down, then depending on the depth of the rut I would have to slowly creep up the edge or make a sharp move up to get out. If all else fails there were a few times when I was little that I just had to stop my motorcycle and lift my front tire out of the rut so I could steer in a different direction.
The same is needed to get ourselves out of personal ruts. Sometimes it takes a little slowing down to evaluate the situation, sometimes all we need to make is a sharp move, and there may even be those times that we just have to stop and pull ourselves out. The key is either way it is going to require effort and courage.

I actually just thought of another way we can escape a nasty rut. Someone else can lift us out. In my case this is what happened for me and my blog. I had a good friend tell me that I should not give it up and that one push got me out of my rut. Pretty cool...
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