Juggling...
It feels like I'm about to lose sight of the eighteen bazillion balls that're up in the air and they'll all fall from the sky, smacking me upside the head. I have a metric buttload of "in progress" art things in the studio. None of which seem even CLOSE to completion and while generally that doesn't bother me, I'm aware of a backlog coming down the pike and could use some closure on at least ONE piece. The muse is in overdrive and she is a bitch of a taskmaster.
Couple that with the training thing.
Even though per day, I'm doing less, overall for the week it's more so, this being mid-week of the FIRST week, my stamina is starting to be tested. I'm a bit achier each day. My abs are hurting from the weights being done after a run vs on their own day. My left ankle (wtf is up with that anyway?!? *sheesh*) is feeling really cranky. And I'm starting to dream about Saturday, my day off. Well. Not THIS week. THIS week I decided to take the courses that were offered before the TNS AGM - self-massage which frankly, right now sounds like heaven personified, core-strength (oops. don't tell Colin. he'll fry my ass for doing "work" on my day off) and nutrition. Bonus is that I get to sit in the car for 1:15 each way and do nothin'. That's gotta count for something. Right?!?
So. I'm feeling a tad overwhelmed right now. And crappy weather is in the forecast. Of course.