Oh man, I knew this job would keep me busy, but I never knew HOW busy. There’s always something else that needs to be done, so it’s just constant triaging and dealing with what is most pressing. I’m sure I could put less time into the workweek (say, 40-50 hours) and still have a job, but it’s hard not to push oneself further when you know there’s so much left to do. Though it feels like you’re running on a treadmill (ie. not getting anywhere), I think the good part of this is that you’re still getting in shape / hitting your training goals in the process (and thus getting somewhere). Well, one year in, and my workweek totals have looked like this: