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Did you ever have something you’ve been doing for a while, not your job, but something you enjoy doing, when suddenly you realize you aren’t enjoying yourself?  You are then faced with a decision.  Do you keep doing it or do you own up to the fact that the passion is gone?

You could look at some of the Olympic athletes.  Sometimes I’m watching them and their faces show that their hearts aren’t in it.  Why do they still compete if they aren’t enjoying it?  All the work and dedication it requires and yet it seems like they are only sort of there.

There have been many things over the years of my life that my heart has stopped beating for with any real power.  A lot of the “stuff” that went with the former hobby still sits in my house because I “might do it again”.  Nah, I won’t.  But man, it’s hard to let go of the stuff.  That stuff contributes to the junk sitting in random places in my home.  Why is it so hard to let go?

I’ll be pondering this concept.  I need to make some choices about hobbies that may require some thrown towels.  Like Phelps throwing in his Olympic towel.  And in his case, I mean that literally.