I was sick and not only didn't go hiking but I didn't really work on anything except the afghan. It was a nice rhythm, knit a row, drink some juice and take a nap. It needs to be done by early next year and in my delirium I started to panic that I wouldn't finish in time.
This was a good theme for grad school. Having an insurmountable project not due for a long time I start to panic out of nowhere and need some progress to happen. I kind of feel like the people in my group were like that with the overachieving.