I have to remind myself that this is not a race. That if I stumble, it’s not the end. That I can do this.
September is generally a pretty hard month for me. I work in academia and it means that I have a ton of teaching which is not, of course, just the classroom time, but all the preparation that goes with it. It also is the start of a new semester.The students are everywhere.My days are full. It means that the sun starts to set sooner and my time for walking is curtailed.
It means that I get stressed more easily.
When I get stressed, I eat.
And then it all goes to hell.
I cannot let that happen again.