I've had several horrid days in a row and no inclination to blog at all. Actually, the inclination was there, but the words that came to mind would have sounded like Eeyore had taken control of the keyboard. So I simply chose to shut the hell up and sulk in silence.
Nutrition has been right on track - with a lovely meal out on Saturday night (yum, Indian!). But my sleep has been massively disrupted, and my motivation got misplaced. No idea where I left that, but it resulted in zero training getting done on Friday and Saturday. On Sunday, although it was the last thing I felt like doing, I dragged my miserable self out for a walk. As I tell clients all the time: when it comes to exercise, something is always better than nothing.
Yesterday I hauled myself out of bed at an insanely early hour and did a weights workout, even though it was about the last thing I wanted to do. As usual, that helped push me back a little more towards centre. But I was still having a major pity party, until late in the day I realised that the old sleep thing was blowing everything out of proportion (again...). Things aren't that bad. My challenges aren't as huge as I think they are. Nothing is impossible.
So I put myself to bed early, and unbelievably, I slept the entire night through. I suspect that a few more nights like that will be required to really reset my equilibrium, but it's amazing how much better things seem when you're not totally exhausted.
This week's #1 goal, therefore? You guessed it: some more early nights.
Tuesday, June 02, 2009