The past weekend has been rather tough on me mentally. To start with, I’m on a two week hiatus from running, and so my mental escape by being out on the trails is not as available to me as normal. It’s funny how much you miss something like running when it’s not there for you anymore.

This all got complicated with some choices I had to make over the past couple of days about some potential career opportunities. I’m not going to go into specific details on a public forum, but I had to really spend some time this weekend thinking about who I am and what do I want to spend the next 20 years of my life doing. The contemplation was making me physically ill with stomach pains, and disrupting sleep and general well being.

In the end I decided that the path of least stress was the better choice and I immediately felt at peace with it. I didn’t solve the issue of what I want to do for the second half of my life, but I came to terms with what I don’t want to do. I’m grateful to have friends, and especially a spouse, that I can talk with and who listen to me when I need to ramble on as I process my own thoughts.

Now, I just need to make it to Saturday and I get to go run on some beautiful trails again!