Progress

"Everyday is a winding road,
I get a little bit closer." ---- Sheryl Crow

What a strange week it was.

On Tuesday, I ended up getting a last minute appointment to go see the sleep specialist my dentist had referred me to and three hours later I was leaving the hospital. I had to fill in a 20+ page questionnaire and answer all this questions on the part of the intake physician as it was a training hospital. There were a lot of questions related to my emotional state, which ironically enough, made me a bit depressed.

At the end of it all, I then had to meet with the sleep specialist himself. He struck me as one of those English eccentrics. His office looks like a bomb hit it and yet you know the man is fundamentally brilliant. He basically called my sitch in one.

“It would seem that versus a full blown depression or fatigue issue, that you have these issues on a much smaller scale and that they would vastly improve as your sleep improved.”

WORD to that La Medicin.

So next Thursday night, I have to get hooked up with all this equipment and they’ll monitor my sleep. Needless to say, I am absolutely mortified at the prospect of complete strangers observing my nocturnal wailings and nashings. But if it helps me sleep better, so be it. Then I have to take Friday off work to do a day sleep test, where they actually schedule – wait for it – naps, to see if I’m able to sleep. This apparently tests my levels of sleep deprivation as well. So I try to take 4 naps during the day, and then go to my workout to that evening. Yeah I know, life is rough.

The work gauntlet continues. I’ll finally be able to interview replacements for my former employee next week sometime. I had to delay it this week to interview some interns. I remember being an early twenty something. But these young’uns seem so much more sure of themselves and their direction. I love their enthusiasm. Perhaps I’m too hard on myself. Still, I remember those years and I’m a bit nostalgic for them in some respects. But I like where I am in my life, with a lot more well earned self knowledge to call upon. I hope I can give them a good opportunity here.

Workouts continue unabated. My relentlessness has surprised even me. I actually look forward to my workouts now, something I thought would never happen. I am a living testimony to the addictive power of endorphins. And the good news is that I’ve hit the magical three week mark, and not only am I not sick, I actually feel better than I usually do.

Working out is giving me a sense of purpose right now. I know I’ll always feel better for having worked out and I like going through my week and finding that things that used to be physically difficult aren’t as hard to do anymore. I have a sense that every workout is getting me that much closer to my goals and I'm beginning to feel more at home in my own body.

Workout Song Obsession: Superstar, Jamelia
15 min mile pace: 3.5
Jar Opening Propensity: A doddle by the way.