I have some strange habits.
I’m not complaining. They help me
get things done.
I credit my odd habits with my routine, and I credit my
routine with keeping me 82% sane. I’m,
sadly, only 82% sane right now because I’m marathon training and anyone who
claims “sanity & marathon training” go together like “peanut butter and
jelly” is a liar.
The habit I enjoy the most is that I get up at 4something in
the morning, stumble down stairs in fog, blinking heavily. I eat a little piece of banana, drink some
water, and hang out in my kitchen with my text books and e-mail for a bit while
I wake up. Then I go for a run.
~savor~
On rest days, I have a habit of getting up at 4something in
the morning, eating a little, brewing
some coffee and being in love with my biology or nursing or statistics text
book until the kids get up. Ok, love is
a strong word here.
How about this one: “Let me sit back and consider if
I’m really hungry before I eat”.
Yes. It’s a habit I worked hard
to develop. It’s taken a while to become
second nature. Today I found myself
bored at one point (sitting at computer doing 45 statistics problems – you’d
have been bored too) and contemplated grazing.
Duh, WWBS? *What would
Brooke Say? “Are you hungry? No. Then git your sorry southern a** out of the pantry”. I love Brooke’s accent. She’s Texan.
Pinch me.
Of course, despite the fact that I’m FREAKING AWESOME, I’m not perfect,
and some of my habits are a fail.
I often stop to log food into food journal, pop over to Facebook,
take a look…. Or worse. E-mail. I get 30 e-mails a
day from people I’d like to communicate with… (I have to clarify that because I
probably get 843 e-mails a day from people requesting money be wire transferred,
or suggesting that my (equipment) could stand to be larger, harder and
better).
I can lose an hour reading, and replying in support, encouragement,
need, love, or conversation with the people I support, love, need and converse
with on a daily basis. I have dedicated
time for e-mail. The bad habit is
allowing myself to get sucked in past that time. Admittedly “certain people” have the addy that
goes straight to the DROID… and thus, there are no hours of operation.
I have the bad bad habit of checking that e-mail way too often. if you have that addy you know this first hand.
Still, keeping a detailed food journal takes some time. Keeping up with 3 kids takes a chunk of
time. Homework and class time takes
about 40 hours a week at this point, that e-mail “habit” as bad as it is can kill
hours in my day, and, then, you have what my husband considers my worst
offender: my running habit.
That one
takes … well, as much time as it takes.
So, I guess it’s not surprising that I get the following
question ALL the time:
“How do you FIT IT ALL IN???”
How do I … ?
What? Please people.
If it’s important to you, you’ll fit it in and make it part
of your routine.
If you love it (i.e. – Running, riding or “heroin use” in
general), you’ll fit it in.
If you hate it but it has to be done (i.e. – Planks, Statistics
homework) you’ll STILL fit it in.
Even if that means you have to develop a habit that allows
you to read e-mail, do planks, go running, and do homework at 4:29am, 7 days a week.
Of course, on the running days, it’s easier to break out of
the fog by 4:45, but that’s just coz I love that ‘habit’ a bit more than
homework. And that habit this year has lead to a whopping 855 miles to date. Considering I took a month off of running *fankle, that number seems pretty significant.
~savor the run~
6 comments:
i can so relate on many levels, which is one of the 29138163896 i love reading your blog.
you, my friend, are a writing genius. you got talent sista!
Knocked another one outta the park! Great post.
I am struggling with getting up at 5:30/6:00! Following our July Beach vacation, I started struggling with getting up. Might have something to do with my now 3 yr old's inability to require sleep or it could be laziness. Either way, I'll think of you tomorrow morning when I attempt again to get my big butt outta bed knowing you will have already been up an hour!
4am every day? EVERY DAY? Once a week is enough to kill me.
Love this and laughed a bit. If it's important, yes, you will find time for it. As I sat patting my ever expanding belly last night and felt all my frustration about it, I figured I could do one of two things. Go grab some chocolate or get my rear on the ground and do something about it. That I did. Just got to remember that's important to me and make the time for it :)
Loved reading this :)
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