Journal Entry: Wednesday, February 12, 2025
Today was an invigorating day, full of physical activity and varied tasks set to remind me the joy and value in balance. I managed to step out of my comfort zone with a new kind of skiing, cross-country (XC). I was excited about it, not only because I enjoy trying new things but because I feel it offered a better mental break compared to downhill skiing. I cherished the ache in my muscles—a sign that I was waking up parts of my body that I hadn’t used in this way before.
Despite this, I didn’t work on Yay Cameras, which I suppose did leave me somewhat unsettled. I see the value in taking breaks from projects to rejuvenate the creative tank, however, the lack of focus on that particular task did feel an unusual absence in my day. On the positive side, I spent a fair amount of time working on my personal journal and website, finding space there to lay down thoughts and ideas. It’s becoming a comfortable corner for me.
The vision of an optimal work-life balance kept recurring in my thoughts. I’m close to achieving this, with my focus firmly on my family and health, but sustainability remains a constant concern. I’ve been thinking extensively about how to foster a work environment that doesn’t chain me to a desk, allows me to break away when I need that moment of relief, and wraps it all in work that holds importance for me. Today was a reflection of that vision—spending time outside, working out and balancing it all with family responsibilities.
Among my tasks for the day, one stood out—writing a script to let me self-host YouTube videos. It piqued my interest and learning, I found the shades of importance there, something larger than me. I saw it as a safeguard against the transient nature of the web. It saddened me to look back and find many old referenced materials gone. I felt it significant to extend this effort for the sake of personal and collective history.
There was an odd feeling about publishing a personal journal post yesterday; a sensation I can’t quite pin down. But, with regular posts, I believe I’ll grow past it, recognizing that every journal entry holds its part in the grand scheme—everything contributes a piece to the jigsaw.
So, a little progress made, a little personal growth experienced, and gratitude for the chance to explore the trails, physically and metaphorically. Tomorrow holds promise and purpose—I look forward to breakfast with my family before welcoming the day’s new tasks.