Loving work a little too much

Not that long ago, I didn't think of myself as a workaholic. I wasn't the sort who'd get up at 5 a.m. to hit the gym for a pre-power-breakfast workout or take a briefcase crammed with documents to the beach. But I loved my work more than anything. I'd put off lunch till 2, 3, 4 p.m., then go back and stay as long as I was needed - and there was always something else to do. It took a real toll on my health & my family. A lot has changed since then. I still work hard and I love what I do, but now I build a little down time into my day. I walk more, pace less. I'm out of the office and into life.