I feel like my blog posts have been lacking lately, but that’s okay because you can’t be “on” all the time. Today, I had my very last run of the training season, and it was a relatively decent 6-miler. I went out to breakfast afterward with one of my running friends, and totally ruined any calorie loss I might have achieved by ordering cinnamon roll pancakes with bacon on top. They were delicious, by the way. Afterward, I took a nap on and off, and in between naps, attempted to contact a friend. Except his phone was going to straight… I’m not done yet.
Posts Tagged: change
A couple have things have been put into perspective for me since yesterday (my, how time flies). Perhaps the biggest thing is that I quit my writing job – maybe not forever, but for right now. I’ve been struggling there for months with bouts of writer’s block and plain ol’ bad writing. I made money sometimes, and other times got paid in experience or free shows. But the bottom line is that I was no longer proud of the work I was doing – and for that, it was time to say goodbye. I had a speed workout tonight –… I’m not done yet.
Beattie writes today about planting, of all things. She writes about how she planted some things, and as they grew, she had to replant them, but worried that all the shifting may have been bad for the plants. But what she discovered was that it helped the plants – the roots – take a stronger hold. It helped them to survive. In the same way, I feel like the month of June has been a series of uprooting events. Even when I haven’t done anything. I feel like maybe soon, it will all settle down, that I’ll be able to… I’m not done yet.
There are days when I just want to segment every aspect of my life, freeze time, and get my shit done. Unfortunately, that is not possible. Needless to say, I’ve been a very, very busy person lately, and I have a hell of a lot of loose ends that need to be tied up as quickly as possible. I’m leaving for San Diego in two days and I’m not even remotely ready for it (I think I have about 7 pounds of laundry to take care of first, and then I need to figure out if anything fits me anymore… I’m not done yet.
No, Brit-Brits, not the song. I read the wrong date again and so I skipped one and yadda yadda and obviously I’m handling it a bit better than the last time I did it (breath) obviously. So today was supposed to be about deadlines (I just want to say one thing here, and that is that I DO meet deadlines. I just procrastinate a lot.), and yesterday was supposed to be about accepting change. “…change is inevitable, and desirable,” Beattie writes. I think I have a resistance to it, but I’m going to try and let that guard down and… I’m not done yet.