This afternoon as I was chairdancing a bit to Some Nights by Fun., I realized I need a new exercise mix, something that’ll get me running on the treadmill and into a good rhythm on the heavy bag. But that means clearing space on my phone, which is perennially clogged with photos, videos, audiobooks, and apps.
It’s a pretty good metaphor for my life right now. I’m doing a lot of clearing space.
Space to exercise.
Space to cook.
Space to clean.
Space to enjoy my husband.
Space to work effectively.
Lots of clearing space, emotional, temporal, and physical. And it feels great. It feels right. It feels like progress.
So now to make a new mix for exercising, and clear space for it.