Everything all at once

I have never been known to do things by halves, and life always seems to come at me hard and fast.

I feel like I have been hibernating for a while. I would be lying if I said I was always actively working on myself the past year or two, because a lot of that time I felt mostly, and quite comfortably numb, like the blobfish on the ocean floor.

Kindred spirits <3

I remember complaining about it to anyone who would listen, including my fellow ICF coaches-in-training, because I was also restless. I felt like I was standing still, so when I made a list of the things I had actually done to my therapist, she started laughing at me. Because this is the list of what I have done since the year began:

  • Finished an MBA with honours.
  • Came to grips with being gifted and its implications on my working life.
  • Weathered some huge storms, ones that I never thought could ever happen to me.
  • Changed careers. Again.
  • Changed fields of expertise. That’s a new one.
  • Went on the holiday adventure of a lifetime.
  • Took a course to be educated as a coach.
  • Launched the Theta Initiative.
  • Understood that there were elements in my past that were painful, but they also created the driven, ambitious woman I am today.
  • Earned my third degree black belt in Taekwon-Do.
  • Grappled with perimenopause.
  • Hosted self defense workshops for ladies through my dojo.
  • Will turn 50 shortly. Oh the humanity.

So no, ACTUALLY SHEBA, not quite standing still, to my absolute humble realization. All jokes aside, it became painfully clear to me that I have no idea what a “normal” pace of work, time of engagement, workload, etc really is. Apparently if I am not working myself into a burnout, I am not being productive.

What. Absolute. Bollocks.

My big challenge now quite obviously is setting boundaries, not with others, but also with myself. Honestly I am not even sure where to begin. In a coaching, I figured the order of this would be:

  1. Understand when boundaries are breached.
  2. Put the boundaries down.

My coach looked bewildered – “really? shouldn’t it be the other way around?”

….. Oh.

So yeah, as middle age vengefully hits me across the head, this is my next challenge.

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