A Working Retreat?

Oxymorons. You gotta love them. Verbally puzzling expressions that stop and make you think. Because they just don’t go together.

  • Great Depression
  • Jumbo shrimp
  • Act naturally
  • Deafening silence
  • Definitely maybe
  • Virtual reality
  • Random order

Today, I am headed 8 hours south into the mountains of North Carolina to a retreat center at Lake Junaluska.

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There may be more beautiful and restful places than this, but I don’t know them.

But, there are things that still need my attention. Things from home. Things from work. Things with a deadline. As I load up the car I ponder the oxymoron I am living: a working retreat. First bag in has my bottle of wine, 2 cups, and the old bread I have been saving to feed to the ducks on our arrival.

“Bread and wine?” my daughter says.

All I need.

About wlebolt

Wendy is a health and fitness professional and coach who specializes in helping young athletes dig deep to reach high. Her business, Fit2Finish, LLC, serves the Washington DC metropolitan area.

Posted on July 13, 2013, in Life and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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