One of the best pieces of advice I've ever gotten for dealing with the crazy wild stress of living in the modern world is to 'Stop, and take a deep breath'. That advice has proven golden since entering the world of publishing. Deadlines and edits, not to mention social networking and promotion, are enough to make my head spin most days, and employing deep breathing exercises while staring at my overloaded plate is easier said than done.
My solution - run away - figuratively speaking.
Since I life in Arizona, and there is no beach nearby, hubby and I head for our 'compound' (don't ask. LOL) on the side of Mt Graham when we need to decompress. The views are spectacular, the air fresh and crisp, and internet service is spotty at best, requiring a mile long ride on a quad to make the connection.
I admit, the challenges involved don't keep me from succumbing to temptation and logging in occasionally, but sitting beside a dirt road on the side of a mountain with my laptop open can't compete with the grandeur surrounding me. I quickly lose interest in what awaits me at home and remember to breathe. (These are a couple of the hundreds of pics I've taken) Can you blame me?
This weekend I've run away for a much needed recharge. I'm breathing deep, enjoying time with friends, and tipping a few adult beverages. What about you? Do you have a favorite getaway or a decompressing technique that keeps you sane?
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2 comments:
Oh Mac - what a gorgeous place! I totally understand. Unwind, breathe, and enjoy - the madness will all be here when you get back!
Oh I know it will, Christine. G'girl and I are bundled against the chill and riding out looking for deer. So far only cattle has appeared but we're enjoying the search. Thanks for stopping by.
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