It’s amazing. The human body, that is. You can train it to behave a certain way, and once you do it is very hard to untrain it.
I used to sleep a lot. I was on Men In Black time; 28 hour days. I’d be up for 16 hours and asleep for 12. If there were 28 hours in a day I’d be a happy camper.
Sadly, there aren’t 28 hours in a day, so I needed to make an adjustment to my life. I found that if I slept that much (or even as little as 8 hours), I would feel like crap for the entire day. Conversely, if I slept 5-6 hours, I’d feel like total junk for an hour or two in the morning but I would feel great for the rest of the day.
I woke up today definitely feeling like crap. I was up at 9:10 thanks to a fortuitous phone call; I had to be at work in 35 minutes. I managed to get up, get dressed, grab some donuts and coffee at a local Dunkin, and still make it to work on time walking a mile away. (If I learned anything about myself, it that’s I excel under pressure, I excel under a time constraint, and I really excel under pressure and a time constraint!)
So here I am at work, taking a bit of a break and trying to get my thoughts down on digital paper. I went to sleep last night promising to myself to make some commitments to change my life for the better. Whilst my blog is in exile (something that I will explain in the coming weeks), I will make an effort to chronicle what it is I have going on here.
Lollipops,
Ihmhi
