I’m developing a theory about my own busy life. Basically, the theory is, as long as I’m running full-out, I won’t have time to get sick…or die…or whatever. If I can do that, I could become technically immortal. Okay…I’m not actually that deluded (or egomanical) but it sure sounds good. I mean, every time I work to my limits of capacity, when I finally allow myself to slow down for even the briefest moment, I get sick. Not every time, mind you, but often enough. During the marathon session I’m perfectly fine. So, does that mean I should shoot for the moon and never slow down? Not at all. In reality, the longer I burn the candles at both ends, the […]
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