Yes, I recognize the irony of posting a blog about not hiding and then essentially going into hiding. For two weeks.
I'll be honest--I wasn't well. I was overwhelmed, depressed and physically and emotionally exhausted. I had given others so much from my own well that mine was completely dry.
When you're a solopreneur, taking time off seems impossible. Indulgent. Incomprehensible.
Until you find yourself like I did last month--completely worn-out, anxious, bone-tired and completely useless to myself, my clients, my friends and my family.
So, I took a break. A REAL break. Four days of nothing but amazing food, people and experiences. I stopped trying to control and plan and manipulate every single second, step, decision, workout. I stopped trying to "power through" and let my mind and my body rest. Of course, my definition of "rest" included a 10K race! But my approach was different. It was quiet, meditative, open--more about the experience and my energy and effort rather than some must hit or I'll-wallow-in-self-pity-for-two-weeks-because-I-clearly-suck time goal.
So, here I am, rested, peaceful and determined, diving into the second half of my year determined to figure out the meaning of this unfamiliar concept called "balance."