Here my go to crazy town...
It hit me with a big 'ol whollop today.
I am half way through my term. We have a shit load of work to do... and it needs to all get done in the next 2 months. And there is only 24 hours in a day, 7 days a week. On top of that I need to get moving on my sponsorship position and start making contact with potential sponsors.
CRAZINESS!!!
At 5pm tonight .. maybe 4:45... it hit me... and I almost started hyper-ventilating.
We were in class at the time. So I turned to Amy and said... I am freaking ... we have so much to do... and her eyes spread into saucers and she said she was totally paniking too!! So, at least I am not alone.
After class we both hyper-ventilated together, and then went for a workout. I felt a little better after running on the eliptical for 20 mins... there's something soothing about sweat dripping down your body. Its primal... so nice to be physical instead of cerebral for a while.
But it wasn't enough. We played volleyball for an hour.... that helped. Hitting balls hard is a great thing.
So now I am back to a "comfortable stress level"... and I am gripping onto this with a death grip. Losing it now would be a very bad bad thing.
I am half way through my term. We have a shit load of work to do... and it needs to all get done in the next 2 months. And there is only 24 hours in a day, 7 days a week. On top of that I need to get moving on my sponsorship position and start making contact with potential sponsors.
CRAZINESS!!!
At 5pm tonight .. maybe 4:45... it hit me... and I almost started hyper-ventilating.
We were in class at the time. So I turned to Amy and said... I am freaking ... we have so much to do... and her eyes spread into saucers and she said she was totally paniking too!! So, at least I am not alone.
After class we both hyper-ventilated together, and then went for a workout. I felt a little better after running on the eliptical for 20 mins... there's something soothing about sweat dripping down your body. Its primal... so nice to be physical instead of cerebral for a while.
But it wasn't enough. We played volleyball for an hour.... that helped. Hitting balls hard is a great thing.
So now I am back to a "comfortable stress level"... and I am gripping onto this with a death grip. Losing it now would be a very bad bad thing.
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Ummmmmmm! Verrrrry interesting!!!!
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