You know that feeling in a dream when you’re running toward (or away from) something, but you can barely move, no matter how hard you try, like you’re knee-deep in mud?
That’s me right now. The bad news is, I’m very much awake.
For the most part, I’m pretty consistent with my schedule. I never skip workouts, I always stretch and meditate in the morning, I make (mostly) good food choices, I always make sure to read before bed, and I make it a point to write every day.
But occasionally, I lose some of my momentum, and things get a bit out of control. I guess it’s part of being human.