if life had a speed limit....

...would I obey it?

probably not.

When I first started driving I could NOT drive above 30km. Well. I probably could have, I was just afraid.

Thanks to some very patient driving tutors, I improved. And before long I could comfortably do the speed limit. Eventually I even drove on the highway. My family always joked about how we had to plan to leave 10 minutes earlier if I was driving because I insisted on driving the speed limit.

Since I've had my license I've done quite a bit of driving. I drive everyday, often for a couple hours. Dropping people off, picking people up, dropping off prescriptions, picking up milk.

Over this past year it has become easier and easier to do the speed limit...and then to push it a little. Sometimes I'm not paying attention and I speed. Sometimes I AM paying attention...and I speed. I'm not talking " The Fast and the Furious" speeding, but more than 110km.

Here's my point: Life's like that too.

I speed.

Sometimes by accident-I forget to check the internal speedometer. I take my eyes off the prize. I forget to "seek first...".

Sometimes on purpose-I push my limits. I feel like I need to push it. Life gets busy. I choose to focus on be efficient instead of being balanced.

I'm past mid point in my week off.

Have I obeyed the speed limit? Don't ask.

Because then I'd have to tell you that I'm not sure.

And really if I'm not sure, I probably haven't.

I'm having a great time, seeing family and friends. I've done a lot of sleeping. I've seen "Nacho Libre" 4 times. Like John Lennon said, "Time you enjoyed wasting, wasn't wasted". And that's true; externally, I'm rested.

But what about my inner being? That's what I'm not so sure about.