Some things never change
Well its 1 year later and I am stuck.
If you don't like who you are and the path your on... change it.
If only it were that simple. There have been many highs and many many lows this year.
I have returned to running, embracing the trail running side of things. Taking my focus off the road ahead and the plodding of footfall on pavement, instead embracing forests & mud & hornets.... ok, maybe not so much the hornets. The summer saw me find a group who's sole mission is to get women out on the trails together and it ignited a joy I haven't felt for running in a while. It pushes me to focus not on distance or time, but on the moment... on the strike of feet as they hit the uneven ground below. Running is the definite high of the year.
I feel obligated to say watching my children grow is a high, but that's kind of a given cliche so its said and we'll move on.
I experienced many work successes but overall I'm drained. My passion is inconsistent and waning. Every fiber of my being screaming out for change. Change of scenery. Change of commute. Longing for that feeling of first day jitters, the excitement of potential, instead of the constancy of chaos. My work life is ruled by chaos as is my home life.
What will 2020 bring? At this point it could be more science/lab work, it could even be something off the wall like dietician studies, nursing or yoga teacher. I'm on a journey again and 2020 is screaming for changing the status quo.
If you don't like who you are and the path your on... change it.
If only it were that simple. There have been many highs and many many lows this year.
I have returned to running, embracing the trail running side of things. Taking my focus off the road ahead and the plodding of footfall on pavement, instead embracing forests & mud & hornets.... ok, maybe not so much the hornets. The summer saw me find a group who's sole mission is to get women out on the trails together and it ignited a joy I haven't felt for running in a while. It pushes me to focus not on distance or time, but on the moment... on the strike of feet as they hit the uneven ground below. Running is the definite high of the year.
I feel obligated to say watching my children grow is a high, but that's kind of a given cliche so its said and we'll move on.
I experienced many work successes but overall I'm drained. My passion is inconsistent and waning. Every fiber of my being screaming out for change. Change of scenery. Change of commute. Longing for that feeling of first day jitters, the excitement of potential, instead of the constancy of chaos. My work life is ruled by chaos as is my home life.
What will 2020 bring? At this point it could be more science/lab work, it could even be something off the wall like dietician studies, nursing or yoga teacher. I'm on a journey again and 2020 is screaming for changing the status quo.
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