I’ve been resting on my laurels for a week and a half, and it’s definitely time to run again. I’ve got goals, and I’m just so excited about the way hard work has been paying off for me lately. In so many parts of life, hard work really does pay off – running, any kind of musical instrument, quilting, work, and so on. The relationship between work and payoff is never linear or guaranteed, but obviously I love the way it’s been working out for me for the last six months.
Work has gotten more intense lately. A LOT more intense. I’m the lead of a group – a NEW group. Basically, the group was formed a few weeks before I got the job. We’re in what I’d describe as a resource and schedule crisis, and we have goals that I desperately want to mee. I’m averaging maybe 7 hours of meetings a day, and I feel like I’m just not getting done what needs to get done. So far there’s a clear line between work stress and the beast of anxiety. The former is what I have dealt with all my life in preparing for tests and exams and deadlines at work, and it really doesn’t bother me. As long as it stays that way and never crosses the line into irrational anxiety, it’s all good. In any case, I’ve been having to get to work earlier, and if I want to meet my running goals, that means getting up earlier. I am NOT in any way, shape, or form a morning person. Ug. But it has to be done. I really need to get up by 5 or 5:30 consistently to get my runs in. The question is, do I have the motivation to do it? The weather’s good tomorrow, and there’s no time like the present to get out there.