Since before I left for vacation/Atlanta, I kept thinking, “Okay, I just need to get through this week, and life will go back to normal” or “Once the Summer Solstice is over, I can go back to normal” or “God, I can’t wait until I run this 5K, because then life can get back to normal!”
But the reality is that there is no such thing as normal. No one has “normal.” If I want my life to be as fulfilling as I want it to be, my concept of normal (being stagnant) does not exist.
There will always be something in the horizon that I need to get ready for. There will always be a nagging stressor, picking at the fraying bits of my brain. Now that I’m really up to my neck in different projects and trying to make sure that all of the necessities for each are taken care of, I’m more acutely aware of the Ernest Hemmingway quote about motion vs. action.
I spend so much time running in fits and spurts and drilling so hard for a perceived finish line that I haven’t taken enough time to check my map and make sure that I am on the correct course. I don’t have time to wait for life to get back to “normal” to make sure that I’m on track.
I can’t help but feel like I’ll have a huge weight off once I cross the finish line of the 5K tomorrow, though… I’ll work on getting things together after the race tomorrow.