I tried something different this month. I stopped tracking my food, I turned off my running tracker, I left my ear buds in the car when I went for a run. I feel like I did the things I needed to do to be more intentional and pay attention. But the month feels like a blur. My calendar pages reveal the reason. Too many meetings, too much driving back and forth, too many long days.
But when I check in here, I am reminded of the knitting, sewing, reading, and writing I managed to get done this month. And the blur moves from the center of my thinking to the edges. And I think I can live with that.