A Dutiful Hermit

Photo of a lion sleeping next to a large rock wall, his head resting on his paws.
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Did you know that when you’re sick with one thing it can turn into being sick with another thing? Who’d have thought?

I went to the doctor yesterday since after about 10 days of battling what I thought was the flu I contracted from Precious Child #2 wasn’t getting any better. My throat still felt like it was being scratched by razor blades, a hacking cough that alarms the germophobes on BART, and just walking up the stairs made me want to nap. Turns out I have bronchitis, because why not. So I’m taking a few more days to recuperate.

And you know what? Despite feeling a little-stir crazy since I haven’t worked out in over 2 weeks, I kinda like the invalid life. Lots of tea, cranking the heater with abandon, and working from my cozy couch in my most lounge-y of lounge wear is a lifestyle that suits me. I love having a legit excuse to bail on plans – “Oh, I have an infectious disease, so sorry, let’s rain check!” – and thanks to Zoom meetings I can still stay caught up with work.

Turns out I make a really good hermit.

And I know how I’ve talked about it before, how I know it’s not really good for me to be isolated, that I need to get out and make sure I’m connecting with my people on a regular basis. But I have been absolutely flooring it this year, so inspired and motivated to Do All the Things and Go All the Places. I’ve had a delightful time, but I’m thinking that getting sick is my body’s way of letting me know that I’m once again taking on too much and ignoring my basic self-care needs.

Life has seasons, and it’s okay to surrender to what the reality is at the moment. Despite my big dreams and ever-growing “To-Do” pile, I’m allowing myself to take a break and narrow my focus to the current necessities in front of me – sleep, keeping up with work, and caring for my kiddos. Everything else can wait.

Is anything causing you to stop and pause lately?

Go make it a great day!

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Catch-Up and CrossFit Open 2019

Well, hello there! It’s another brisk winter day. This morning it was a frigid 41*F when I left the house. And by “brisk” and “frigid” I mean the sun was shining and we had to actually wear our coats this morning. One of the perks to California life.

Anyway, the Open. I should be all fan-girling and crazy, but … I’m not. Actually, I haven’t been to the gym in nearly 2 weeks. First, my kiddo got the flu. Then I got the flu. Because children are cesspools of disease. So I’m finally coming around, but I don’t feel up to speed yet. But common seasonal ailments aside, I am just not pumped for the open this year. I don’t know if it’s all of the buzz around how CrossFit’s changed the Games qualifications or if my fitness goals are just different than where they were 2 years ago, but I don’t feel super motivated to put my hat in the ring.

Mostly, I think, it’s because I know my fitness is no where near what it was before I took my CrossFit break, and I don’t need to open to tell me my improvement’s in the negative. Also, most of the Friday Night Lights are over weekends I have the kiddos, and my 4-year-old recently let me know how much she dislikes going to the gym with me (by screaming/crying the entire class from the play area, despite how many toys and devices I give her to distract herself with) so I feel bad dragging the kids and I am too lazy to figure out other childcare options. So with using my kids as a convenient excuse, I will probably not participate this year.

Or maybe I will, once I get back to class, realize I’m the only one not participating, and sign up out of peer pressure, which is never really lost on me despite the fact I am no longer in seventh grade.

Meanwhile, how is my “Early Bird Challenge” going? I tell you, until my kid got sick last week it was going really, really well. Since that post I had successfully drug my body out of bed between 4:30am and 5:30am every morning, except for a select few mornings following a night out over the weekend. And you know what? I LOVE it. I have a little routine that I do once my feet hit the floor, and it’s just the right amount of motivation I need to not hit snooze and roll over. With those couple extra hours in the morning, I am able to clear away several “important not urgent” tasks and head out the door already feeling a sense of accomplishment before the day has truly begun. I am in love with this practice.

That’s all for now, go make it a great day!