When I get overloaded and can’t seem to move because of the pile of assignments presented, I step back, take a deep breath, count to 5, and take the first file, finish the project, and move on. Before I know it, I have gone that thousand miles.

When I train for an endurance event, I start off with walking around the block, or cruising down the boardwalk, not on the completion of the event on the “big day”.

My stroll down Ave. Z continues one normal stride after the other, that way I can take it all in, savor the moment, smell the roses, keep Beth grounded.

Sounds better than incessant fretting, doesn’t it?

D.J.