I am starting to recognize the importance of pace. Growing up we’ve all heard the story of the tortise and the hare - short bursts vs. slow but continual effort. This reconition of pace dosen’t live on either of the extremes, but is rather somewhere in the middle.
Over the last two weeks I have been working on building a backyard shed, something that I have been planning for and anticipating for a long time. I started with the foundation, prepping that, adding pest prevention, ensuring stability for longevity but I was only able to work for an hour or two at a time. Today I unexpectedly had some flexibility with work and was able to get a solid 4 hours at one time to make some major headway. This evening after dinner and putting Shae down, I headed out to maximize the last hour of sunlight.