Living life on a schedule seems to be the perfect life for me. I always know where I should be at what time, what activity I should be performing and the expected end result/ROI of my time….but sometimes I want to throw the schedule away and just exist. I seem to have a list of endless things to do and although I’ve always been great at juggling, sometimes letting all the balls drop sounds mighty appealing….then again, I don’t operate merely on a whim.
August was an intense Month with The show on the 18th and the possibility of another show on August 31st In Pittsburg. Although I did not participate at the show in Pittsburgh, It wasn’t a vacation either, I still needed to be there for my team which also needed some form of planning and coordinating.
This week is supposed to be my wooosssaaa week as I slowly move into my off-season workout and nutrition plan which isn’t as demanding, but then comes my job! I just started working for a new company 2 weeks ago and although 100% mentally immersed in the new role…. I still have my Business to build and run, 3 other personal projects going on, 2 workouts a day and it back to schedule galore.
Planning is definitely key in everything I do( not saying i’m the best planner but I do get things done ) but Trying to get ‘IT’ all done is extremely important but it depends on what your IT is. When I have nothing to plan for or work towards, I feel empty and unfulfilled. Having something to work towards to me means a progressive, non-complacent future. Sometimes I want to exist, but while existing I feel mediocre or as though it isnt’t ok to relax when there are so many things that I could be taking care of. I’m a true believer of the saying “Make Hay while the sun shines” I am only young once….there will come a time when I will not have the strength or energy to do it all hence the need to seize my 1 opportunity to do as much as I can while I can….It’s a strange balancing act that I’m yet to master….slowly but surely, I will get there. I can only imagine what adding a family and children to this equation would do, I’d definitely conform and keep being the juggling mistress I have so become.