Yesterday around noon - I just couldn't handle 'it' anymore. Honestly I didn't know what 'it' was - but I knew I was done - I had "hit the wall" and there was nothing left in me. Done like Dinner.
I did something I haven't done in years and years. I got in my car - put it on the highway, put the pedal to the metal (as the saying goes) and just started driving west.
Fortunately my heart slowed down before I reached the west coast. So I turned the car around.
There is something about speeding along a highway watching everything fly by you with the music loud and the windows down wind blowing around to free up your mind.
When I got home I parked the car and went for a 2 mile walk - quite a contrast between speeding along a highway and slugging uphill into a wind for a mile. Sure slows you down.
Then I finally came into the house and did some self pampering and took a long hot shower.
I'm still not sure I know what the "it" was that drove me out of the house at noon - or if I ever will BUT I do know I will keep slugging through this marathon of mine.....