March 19, 2013

Seventy-Eight


Day Seventy-Eight:  A beautiful Day

Today has been an overall cosy day.  One of those sleepy days where your eyes are soft all day and although you’re focused you’re not really involved.  It is one of those days that although you really would like to participate, you would like to give that prof or friend some more energy, you hold back.  It has just been one of those days, and I couldn’t help it.  Everyone has a day or two like that, maybe a month, maybe a week, where it doesn’t feel right to put yourself on the line the whole day.  That’s okay though, there’s always tomorrow.

When I have one of these days I end up trying to shut down early in the day, but it is so much better to power through or do something to pick yourself up.  Go to your favourite place for lunch, call your best friend, treat yo’self, or something to lighten up the dreary day.  Before yoga today I bought a small bag of chips (yes, at the gym) and without fear of judgement I ate them while sitting in the front area before the Range room and studio, no shame, just sat smiling because I let myself do it.  Who cares?  I take care of my body, and let it take breaks and push it and challenge it, I needed a little taste for me.

So if you’re stuck on one of those days, or week’s, or time of year for that matter as I assume March is that month of the year where everything’s due and exams are looming and despite any happy thoughts it’s hard to drag your butt out of bed in the morning I hope you take the time to treat yourself.  Buy the donut, take the hour to watch the new episode, go to bed a half hour earlier.  You deserve that break, that treat, because it is that time of year where we forget to take care of ourselves in sacrifice for grades and papers and professors and deadlines and appointments and everything and everything and everything that piles up, and keeps piling, and doesn’t leave until the end of April.

Over exams I usually buy a box or two of fruit loops and that’s my study break.  Trust me that break is totally worth it.  It may be a struggle to realise that things are going to be okay but they will.  I just know it.

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