Just thought I'd share a little key work journalling that I did this morning, while struggling again with fatigue.
I'm sitting here tired and groggy because I didn't get myself to bed in good time last night -- again. I am an adult, and I control my self. (Amazing concept, I know.) Why do I sometimes deprive my body of the proper rest and food that it requires?
Growing up, none of the four of us ever really gave our parents a hard time, and I was proud of being a good kid. Maybe if I had just acted out a little rebellion once in a while I would have gotten it out of my system and moved on. Instead, when I eat something "naughty" when no one's looking, or hubby's already sleeping and I feel like sitting up late, I
still remember (30 years later!) what it felt like when I moved away from home and realized that no one was going to tell me what to do. Hmmmm. Come to think of it, I remember how liberated I felt when I realized that no one was going to inforce that two cookie rule anymore! Wasn't I lucky -- I could eat half the bag if I wanted to!
Yikes. Do you think that might have anything to do with why my nursing uniforms had shrunk too tight before my 1st year was through?!
I think the little girl in me still wants to shout once in a while, "
I CAN DO IT IF I WANT TO!" (What a brat. LOL)
When I stay up too late, it's hard to get moving in the morning. I feel sluggish and it's twice as difficult to get up the motivation for my IE. Thankfully, I usually just do it anyway, but if I'm extra busy and can find an excuse not to work out, if I'm feeling like I do this morning, it's much more likely that I just won't. Hmmmmmm. Think this grandma's still got a little growing up to do!
Brenda.