Businesswoman Chapter 317

Morning winds threatened to bite into Lisa’s jacket and joggers. She remembered to insulate her clothes for the cold weather. She sweated more but remembered the cold weather and her damp clothes would not make her sick. Yes, it made her somewhat susceptible but did not prove to be the root cause of pneumonia.

So, she ran. Every step produced a boost of energy. Like flying, she strode over puddles and glided through gravel. The early morning darkness proved to be a boon to her mentality. She could be seen and unseen all at once.

Eudominia loomed large in her mind. Her engineers, hackers, coders, haters, everyone in her nucleus, she thought about with sincerity.

All of that then fell away as she moved faster at a clip close to fifteen miles an hour. She regulated her breath. It was one of the only kind regulations she welcomed.

In her state of focus on the streets slick from the rain that fell yesterday, she slipped. and spun out into the dirt. This didn’t represent some mystical sign from the unknown and unknowable. Instead, it represented something altogether simpler.

She had been driving herself so hard and she had taken a spill because of the weight of her business bearing down on her. Everything that had transpired over the past few months had been on her shoulders like the stars of a general.

The ones with proverbial stripes on their sleeves always showed her fidelity to truth and cautioned and informed her of all that could threaten her firm.

Her C-suite proved to be no different. They had shiny stuff on their shoulders, too. They brought about an energy and dynamism that remained palpable.

She dusted off her hands and picked up her pace, knowing she had not even injured herself.