How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time.
Friday night, I sat and made my schedule for the remaining days until Boston. What you see is an embarrassing display of OCD. Blue is the run, green is the time of my alarm and red are days I need to make sure to go to bed early. Somehow, micromanaging the next 52 days makes it all seem doable. How do you approach what seems overwhelming and insurmountable?