Happy Monday, superheroes!
I hope your Monday was amazing. I hope you were productive, and helpful, and strong.
I was not.
I’m struggling with the amount of freedom I’ve got this summer. I’m not used to having so much free time, and quite honestly, I’m not reacting to it as well as I had hoped. I have a ton of projects I thought I was going to work on, but so far, not a lot of progress. I’ve gone on some adventures, had a lot of fun… but I’m not getting enough done.
But you know what I AM doing? Taking a lot of naps. Spending time with my dog. Taking long walks. Working on THIS project. Spending time with friends and family. Reading books.
I’m not doing very well with my to do lists. But I have to keep reminding myself that for most of the last ten months, I worked 60-80 hours a week at three or four separate jobs. And that that kind of long term abuse (because that’s what it is, if we’re being totally honest) takes a toll. And now I have to pay up. I don’t have to like it. But I owe my body some time, and it is collecting.
So often, I think it is easy for us to forget the power of rest. We love to be busy so much it literally makes us sick. We hop from thing to thing, from job, to exercise, to social event. We don’t sleep enough. We don’t give our brains down time. We just grind and grind and hustle and hustle.
And sometimes you have to stop and smell the roses. Sometimes, you have to go back to bed with your dog. Sometimes your greatest accomplishment for the day can be cleaning out your email inbox and sending two important email replies.
This can’t be everyday. I’m bored already, and it has only been a month. Soon, my motivation will come back and I’ll get more done again. I’ll start getting serious about the upcoming work season, and all of my projects will start to sound interesting again. Hopefully I don’t drop anything out of my net while I’m resting, but rest is important.
When we go through something physically exhausting, we wake up the next day, or maybe two days later, and we can feel it. When we workout a lot, we get sore muscles. If we’re in an accident, we get bruises. If we have surgery, there’s pain from that.
A lot of times, when we go through something emotionally exhausting, we take a day or two- or longer- to get back on our feet. When we lose someone. When a relationship falls apart. When we get handed a big disappointment. We take some time. We rest.
But we don’t tend to do that with mental exhaustion. When we’re mentally exhausted, we grab another cup of coffee and buckle in. We berate ourselves for our brain fog and insist that we “don’t know what’s wrong” with ourselves. We push harder, and harder. We sacrifice sleep. We sacrifice down time. We give of ourselves until there is nothing left. And then we collapse, or explode, or lash out. We hurt the people who love us best. We get irritable. We let our lives get pushed to the side.
And all because we refuse to rest.
Superhero action of the day: are you taking the time you need to rest? Are you tired? Time to start thinking about how to get what you need.