It was spring - during my 5th year as an assistant collegiate swim coach. I was done. I had already made a new plan. I was moving to Alaska.
I would work at Starbucks or REI. I wanted to do something easy. Maybe I would pick up some substitute teaching hours along the way.
My friend had offered me a place to live for free while she traveled out of the country for the next six months.
All I wanted to do was sleep...and be by myself. What I realized later was that I was experiencing all the classic signs and symptoms of burnout.Read More