get your ass up.
These last few weeks, months have been all work. All work, 5 a.m. to 1 a.m. as project after project rolled in, blew up and became little screaming monsters in my hand.
I put the last one to bed today.
Life can be like that; spinning out of control and more demanding than it seems should be allowed. In times like these one has to be flexible and calm and focused. I did well at the beginning of this mini-crisis. I ate well, took meds on time, rested, exercise and kept up everything. But then one personal trouble inserted itself in this mix. After that it was all I could do to keep work on track.
But I guess that is just the way of things.
My room is a disaster. Every book and shoe that I own is on the floor in little stacks and piles. Laundry... looks like a tornado hit it. (Actually my washer broke and the fridge caught fire
- I had actually forgotten about that!)
So my space is waving a white flag of surrender to a cleaning disaster and I am dog tired.
I am also swollen. This last month I have consumed every pizza, burger and fry that has presented itself for my inspection. Ice cream, cake, cookie, doughnut - none was spared the delight of a taste and a bite and a swallow. I have gained 10lbs, most of which I am sure is the fluid I am retaining from the sodium overload I have been indulging in. My fingers and toes look like little sausages. My ankles are as swollen as a pregnant woman in her 9th month. And my head hurts like a there is an alien creature trying to get out. It does not help that I have lost my glasses...
So it is time for a reset.
In a more general sense this means a return to the habits that I have been nurturing these last two years.
-Hydrate - drink water. Most other fluids have unwanted ingredients that promote toxicity.
-Salt cause water retention - avoid high sodium food
-Sugar causes inflammation - avoid sweets
-Exercise builds muscles and causes sweat. Sweat helps move toxins - exercise sensibly.
I never did perfect the habit of exercise. That is I always exercised begrudgingly. It really is not fun for me to run for an hour or do aerobic for an hour by myself. But the logistics of classes or connecting with others has been hard to overcome. Still, I did exercise.
In a specific sense, I have no idea what a reset will be. How am I going to go back? It seems really very more difficult now to even find the will to do what I know I should have never stopped doing. And my personal support system, my friends and family are all gone away. It feels lonely and sad here. That is really the thing. To push past that oppressive weight and stand up so I can throw the switch and reset everything.
Fall down seven, get up eight...