It’s always a serious mix of emotions when I come home from a trip to New York. It’s equal parts wanting to go 110 miles per hour due to feeling more motivated than ever and feeling beyond exhausted due to the insane schedule I commit to for the week I’m in town.
I’ve not moved from the couch much the last two days, and while I’ve beat myself up a little bit about it – I’ve learned that downtime after trips like this is essential to not running myself into the ground.
And while I may have piles and piles of laundry to get caught up on and more than a few dishes in the sink to tackle this is the first time back from a trip to NYC in February that I’ve not come down with the cold or strep throat. I’ll take it.