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Nov. 24th, 2008 04:33 pmHoly cow!
I made a list and did the stuff on it.
( Wanna see? )
This morning, I was sleepy-headed-kukla. I'm realizing that I do have a seasonal disorder, and it manifests this way: Sit down, slow down, or God Forbid lie down... and I konk right out. I fall asleep while riding in cars (even with a full night's sleep the night before), I fall asleep during training (how did I ever manage school at all?), I fall asleep in the middle of the afternoon because I was in the bed reading.
"a full night's sleep" translates to about 8-10 hours, with 12 hours being about what I seem to REALLY want. (The rest of the year, guys, I really only need about 7 hours of sleep.)
My days off become the "recovery" days, when I do absolutely nothing of consequence. I play on the computer. I nap. I eat, usually easy foods that aren't especially nutritious. I read books. I've been known to *still be in bed* when my S.O. comes home from work, then I grab a shower and we go get some food.
This is not good.
I suspect that my Halloween-Season Mania is at least partly due to a deep-subconscious reaction to the lethargy and hibernation of winter. I ramp myself up (WAAAY up) in order to keep busy, keep going, keep moving, so that I don't slow down and sleep for six months. I mean, we have Halloween Season (which, even when I'm not working In The Industry still seems to be a period when I relentlessly overschedule myself) followed by a brief breather then the Thansgiving Madness and of course then there's The Holidaze.
No wonder I keel over in February. Getting my nutrition under control, getting my proper nutrients and whatnot is only half the battle. (And yes, kids; StepMom's Voo Doo has helped: Not one instance of Martian Death Flu in the first quarter of the year since I sat on her table.)
Ok, no more Martian Death Flu; now it's time to take care of me the rest of the year.
I know for a fact that my thyroid drops productivity in the fall and winter. It's not only something that happens to women a lot (and duh, I'm a woman) but it also seems that my other family members suffer from the same problem. (Gee, it seems like my father always over-scheduled himself for the first few months of school... Hmmm...)
It's not enough of a drop to require major medication, but we've been trying to boost it a bit to keep me moving.
Keep in mind, too, that all the years I was "skinny" were my school years, and I'm thinking that the "back to school" madness of Marching Band likely kept me "up" and my metabolism UP, long enough to keep me from piling on the pounds at the time of year when my body slows down and wants to eat lots of junk.
Turns out I'm a bear after all.
So, today I opted to slug-a-bed until I really really felt ready to get up and face the day. Long about noonish, I managed to get up, with a bit of a spring in my step. I felt awake, and rested, and ready to face the day. I made a list, I went and accomplished the tasks on the list, and now I feel like I used my "day off" effectively.
We'll see how I feel after the next one. (Which would be Thanksgiving, so no, I'm not going to be particularly rested. Dang.)
And speaking of Thanksgiving: I'll be going to Jefferson City for Thanksgiving Dinner (around 1pm) followed by a trip back to Fenton for Thanksgiving Supper. Friday and Saturday, I have to work.
That's what Retail's all about, true believers!
I made a list and did the stuff on it.
( Wanna see? )
This morning, I was sleepy-headed-kukla. I'm realizing that I do have a seasonal disorder, and it manifests this way: Sit down, slow down, or God Forbid lie down... and I konk right out. I fall asleep while riding in cars (even with a full night's sleep the night before), I fall asleep during training (how did I ever manage school at all?), I fall asleep in the middle of the afternoon because I was in the bed reading.
"a full night's sleep" translates to about 8-10 hours, with 12 hours being about what I seem to REALLY want. (The rest of the year, guys, I really only need about 7 hours of sleep.)
My days off become the "recovery" days, when I do absolutely nothing of consequence. I play on the computer. I nap. I eat, usually easy foods that aren't especially nutritious. I read books. I've been known to *still be in bed* when my S.O. comes home from work, then I grab a shower and we go get some food.
This is not good.
I suspect that my Halloween-Season Mania is at least partly due to a deep-subconscious reaction to the lethargy and hibernation of winter. I ramp myself up (WAAAY up) in order to keep busy, keep going, keep moving, so that I don't slow down and sleep for six months. I mean, we have Halloween Season (which, even when I'm not working In The Industry still seems to be a period when I relentlessly overschedule myself) followed by a brief breather then the Thansgiving Madness and of course then there's The Holidaze.
No wonder I keel over in February. Getting my nutrition under control, getting my proper nutrients and whatnot is only half the battle. (And yes, kids; StepMom's Voo Doo has helped: Not one instance of Martian Death Flu in the first quarter of the year since I sat on her table.)
Ok, no more Martian Death Flu; now it's time to take care of me the rest of the year.
I know for a fact that my thyroid drops productivity in the fall and winter. It's not only something that happens to women a lot (and duh, I'm a woman) but it also seems that my other family members suffer from the same problem. (Gee, it seems like my father always over-scheduled himself for the first few months of school... Hmmm...)
It's not enough of a drop to require major medication, but we've been trying to boost it a bit to keep me moving.
Keep in mind, too, that all the years I was "skinny" were my school years, and I'm thinking that the "back to school" madness of Marching Band likely kept me "up" and my metabolism UP, long enough to keep me from piling on the pounds at the time of year when my body slows down and wants to eat lots of junk.
Turns out I'm a bear after all.
So, today I opted to slug-a-bed until I really really felt ready to get up and face the day. Long about noonish, I managed to get up, with a bit of a spring in my step. I felt awake, and rested, and ready to face the day. I made a list, I went and accomplished the tasks on the list, and now I feel like I used my "day off" effectively.
We'll see how I feel after the next one. (Which would be Thanksgiving, so no, I'm not going to be particularly rested. Dang.)
And speaking of Thanksgiving: I'll be going to Jefferson City for Thanksgiving Dinner (around 1pm) followed by a trip back to Fenton for Thanksgiving Supper. Friday and Saturday, I have to work.
That's what Retail's all about, true believers!
