#114: And that's what it's all about
A birthday essay
I fell off my Pilates reformer—right onto my butt—for the first time in my fifteen years of practicing Pilates. It was humiliating and painful enough that I still feel it every time I get up from a seated or lying position. I know why I fell: a distraction from a very upsetting communication mishap that has resulted in me missing out on a dream brand trip. My body in a workout class staring at one too many bad spray tans in front of me but my mind somewhere entirely elsewhere, trying to soothe a career disappointment.
My brain is wired to maximize opportunities and experiences. Somewhere along the way, I've developed a very specific idea of what a "person in demand" looks like—and I've come to believe that everything has to go exactly according to plan in order for me to become her.
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