“This Pace is Relentless”

“This Pace is Relentless”

If I were to have a mantra, it would be the phrase above. All day long, as I moved from one activity to the other, I found myself repeating those four little words. Every time that mental image popped up, it was as if an annoying little gnat was following me around, one that I couldn’t quite smack regardless of how hard I tried. Today has been more full than usual. I woke up earlier than I do most Saturdays to volunteer at a food packaging event. Even though I participate in it every year, and it’s been in my calendar for weeks, it was not easy to get myself motivated. Once I got to the event, and met up with one of my girlfriends, I had an enjoyable time (my crew and I packed over 7 boxes worth of meals for families in need)! After the event which took about two hour’s total, I headed to work for another two hours or so. I needed to maintain an experiment over the weekend, so by the time I was all done, and ready to head back home, I had been out of my house for five hours. Once I got home, my husband made lunch, and after about an hour of watching him play video games while I answered emails and played with my dogs, we went out to our backyard and started turning over the soil in our vegetable garden. We ended up doing this in two spurts, and by the end (over an hour and a half later) managed to plow over a third of the soil. Now we’re on our way to getting our seedlings into the ground. Exhausted reading this yet? I have fortunately spent the last hour sitting on my couch, just relaxing. The day is far from over. Still plan on mowing the lawn, and then I’ll be getting ready for a dinner date. I have more yard work and my first foray into competitive softball to look forward to tomorrow, but thankfully, I will be sleeping in and taking the entire morning off. I am not intentionally making my weekends like being on a roller coaster; at least I don’t think so. So many things sound good in the moment, participating in the annual volunteer food packaging event, spending time with a friend, getting some exercise playing ball. I get excited and add things to my calendar. It isn’t until Sunday night when I am facing the thought of my weekend being over that the exhaustion hits me. For right now, the relentless pace is ok, but I realize that soon I’m going to have to really think about ways that I can invest more in restoration, for the health of my body and mind. For now, I’m strapping on tight, this roller coaster ride is not quite over. What is your favorite way recharge on the weekends?

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