I would so give up that extra hour of sleep, for more daylight, but its inevitable…..early sunsets, and dark skies at 4 pm are upon us. At work we were discussing the dread of going to and coming from work in the dark, and were coming up with ways to fight the lack of energy that comes with that.
One girl has a “happy lamp”, one of those UV lights, might be something to consider since weekend trips away are expensive and fake tanning would leave you looking like an old leather basketball, or maybe like these pumpkins all shriveled after too much Halloween.
I was able to spend that extra hour today running….for a whole 60 minutes. I haven’t felt like I was truly back…running until I could do this. That does sound a bit warped. What has happened to perspective that anything short of an hour run is truly running.
This type of thinking might fall under the category of the post I was writing called “perfection”.. which I deleted but will share the definition:
Perfection: freedom from flaw or defect, an exemplification of supreme excellence.
I’ve had to take a step back this fall to catch my breath. In search of perfection in too many things has left me just……tired and less than perfect. I blame it mostly on a new job…which I do love and don’t get me wrong feel very happy with, but learning new computer programs and going in everyday to be a cheerleader to help people get better (and be good at it) plus still trying to be the best athlete, mom and wife has been enough for me to raise the white flag and take a look around and re prioritze. Some days I early on I came home feeling like I had done a 6 hr hour workout vs. a 9 hr work day. Adaptation will start to take effect, and in the mean time I have enjoyed going to pub crawls, girls nights in the neighborhood, and re grouping, and re focusing about goals for next year. Right now I am happy to be just training for a Thanksgiving Turkey Trot!