Another impossibly busy week at work. When your company’s business is the stock market, and performance tanks, belts are tightened, ties are straightened, game faces are set, and we push on through it. Thankfully as a ‘marketer’ I am not directly in the line of fire, but what these low numbers do mean is that my department is heavily leaned upon to work magic on sales material edits/turnaround times, sometimes even completely conjuring up a new line of defense from scratch…and on-call, at a moment’s notice.
These are precisely the weeks where meditation/yoga/mindful breathing are crucial to maintaining sanity. Some days I’m juggling so many priorities that by the end of the day I have tensed right up, muscles stiff on high alert, almost forgetting to breathe in, breathe out while I am so intensely concentrated on performing feats of mental gymnastics. Really, I can extrapolate that level of stress well into my adult life because that’s just the nature of life, is it not? We tend to get busier and busier as we pick up more hobbies, more commitments, more responsibilities…all the more reason to form good release/relief habits now. These are tools that are priceless and timeless, and the key to staying ‘in the moment’ is among them.
Writing helps…as does jogging, which I haven’t made time for in my schedule these past few weeks, rolling off of a nasty cold sickness right into packing my life up right into moving right into intensive 9-5ers. So I allowed myself some loungetime when I walked back home from the office this evening, but forced myself to get up, change clothes (made easier by setting shorts out last night, #selfmotivate), and walk down through the courtyard and into the gym. My building has a small workout room with treadmills, ellipticals, and free weights — no excuses to be made for not utilizing.
Plus, that half-marathon will be here in no time!
Seriously it felt great to push my legs again though. Headphone music + endorphins = best natural high there is.
Grateful to be busy. Grateful to be challenged. Grateful to be alive and kicking. It’s all what you make of it, innit?