I know my roadtrip was exhausting. I felt completely drained after the hike through the White Mountain Forest in New Hampshire, but being constantly on the go for 9 days energized me, and that adrenaline rush fueled me for the next day of activities.
Ever since getting home though, and having the opportunity to sit down and rest, without a full agenda of unexplored plans to discover, it’s been tough to get back into what was my normal routine. Gym is fine, that’s never an issue, but I haven’t gotten any writing done in the last few weeks. Luckily, I hit a solid stopping point and I haven’t had rushes of ideas flowing into my head in the absence from my manuscript. It’s still annoying though.
I’m always pursuing one goal and seeing it through, and I don’t enjoy when I get off track. Nobody does, but I understand that life happens and you have to adapt.
People have called me a machine when it comes to the way I work out, especially when I was running all the time. I take great pride in that mindset and determined ability to act. When I can’t live up to that elevated level of focus, I feel like I’m falling short and not living up to expectations. However, my own expectations for what I should accomplish far exceed what anyone would expect of themselves. I guess that’s why you don’t see my disability, and why I know this book will get done before school starts in the Fall.
This is why this book will impact so many people, and lead way for An Uncharted Life to do so as a follow-up.