Friday.
FRIYAY.
Lately, my concentration has been the pits. No focus. I’m honestly unsure where the hours are going. It’s like I just fly through each week. Before I know it, Mondays become Fridays become Mondays again.
I’m happy. Don’t get me wrong… like super happy.
Races and Girls on the Run (I’m on the board of directors for the local chapter here – have I mentioned that?) and crossfit and running and friends. All the happy.
But somehow it feels like I got onto a conveyor belt. Or one of those moving sidewalks… you know, like at the airport?
I’m talking career wise, here. I’m Type A bananas and that means I like plans and I’m always hungry for what’s around the corner. I love my current job and company, don’t get me wrong, but I like to have a long-term target, and goals for the grander picture.
I went for a walk last night before dinner and starting to think a little bit about all this. The tangle of to-do’s and could do’s and current vs. horizon.
My dad always told me while growing up that you need to have a fire in your belly. You have to have goals – BIG goals – that keep you pushing forward and reminding yourself who you are and where you want to go.
And recently I’ve been floating through…. preoccupied with the present. That’s probably a good thing, right? A GREAT thing. ‘Bout darn time. Yet still, I want a plan. I want to get my booty back to writing more frequently, and make good on that Huffington Post blogger gig (read my HuffPo piece here). And other stuff that I need to unravel in my heart. Fire in the belly, leeeeeet’s go.
But how do you hone in again? How do you recenter and look forward without losing track of the present too?
No, really – any tips?
Does anyone else feel ^^ this way too?
I’ll let you all know what I figure out….. and tthat concludes this pre-weekend ramble. 
I’m ready for some weekend goodness (including a doughnut).
Happy Friday! xo
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