Today’s runs: 3.50 miles, 35:28 minutes; 3.56 miles, 34:46 minutes. Nothing like running home from the office with a celebratory “Remedy” gin cocktail in your belly. Actually, it was a lovely blur.
Work affects your health, tremendously. Not liking your job is like not liking your roommate, a low-level infection. Or, to use the one poetic French phrase I ever managed to create, “C’est une mode de survivre, pas de vivre.” (It’s a way to survive, not to live.)
Today RMA, the online business relationship academy I founded with Keith, Tahl, and Craig, opened its new session, which makes me happy because interaction with the participants brings me a lot of unexpected joy. It’s weird that I didn’t see that coming, but back in the days when we were glued to our laptops for 10 silent hours at a stretch working on the curriculum, it was easy to forget that the product wasn’t the end goal. The experience people would get out of it was the end goal. Happier, more satisfied and successful people was the end goal. And when people tell me they’re getting that experience, and when I can personally help people get it, well, it makes me really happy.
It also made me happy that I could run to and from work to get my miles in AND be able to have a full day at work and not feel as rushed as I usually do. It did mean, however, that when we decided to go for the celebratory “RMA Launched!” drink at the swanky bar downstairs, I had to do it in Spandex.
NY will never recover.
Do you like your work? If you do, tell me why!
PS: Go check out Colleen Newvine’s great blog and enter her contest by creatively answering the question WHAT (not who but specifically what) are you grateful for? The first thing that jumped to my mind was the key pocket in my running tights, giving “junk in the trunk” whole new meaning. I could definitely pull 200 words on why I love that pocket.






