It's a Date!

Needed to get out of the funk! Absolutely no desire to open the books.

How about Saturday breakfast out with Brad? That's our treat on weekends we are both in Chicago.

Didn't do it.

How about a nap?

Didn't do it. Couldn't relax.

How about a blast of endorphins? Went on my 5-mile speed walk.

Didn't do it. Plus I picked the worst time: mid-afternoon with temps in the 90s.

Then Brad, such a great analyst, realized that the "last lap" had a finish line but no "celebration". The immersion back into "real time" was way too fast: chairing a meeting as vice-chair the day I got back and for which I'd have to prepare right after the final; followed by two leaders flying in and staying with us Wednesday-Sunday to do a rewrite of training materials; plus dear out-of-state friends in town and also staying with us Thursday-Sunday ; followed by a regional training session that Saturday. The following weekend was already booked. Where was the time to savor the finish line? Where was the celebration?

So he suggested we do our "Hot-Wire thing" and escape to downtown Chicago over Labor Day. We do this three of four times a year and find it so relaxing/energizing. LOVE the city! The hotel we got is one of our favorites and we're staying three instead of our usual two nights.

Oh man, can't wait!

And NOW...

...back to the books!