Tag Archive: laziness

Bit of wanderlust

I’ve been out of school for a long time; it’s been five years now as a matter of fact. All the same, I think that I’m sort of experiencing the same kind of summer lull that I would have experienced way back when. There’s a bit of laziness and a desire for inertia that’s battling the parts of me that wants to stay busy. And those of you that know me well know that the busy part of me has a rather strong voice. That voice is why I occupy myself with many activities and why I work hard to excel in each one (success is a different matter). So the whole fatigue thing must be pretty strong if I’m feeling it acutely.

I wonder, how much of the desire is due to burn out? How much of it is due to the season? I characteristically prefer fall and winter over these hot months, but lately I’ve rather enjoyed seeing the sun and feeling the heat on my skin. I almost want to just take a day off and head for the Toronto Islands just to lounge around. It’s odd! I want to just get away for a while. I want to take a road trip–even if it’s just a day trip. Wanderlust? Is that what this is? I’m not necessarily wanting to go far away…I think I just need new stimuli. Don’t get me wrong. I enjoy routine, and I like having that bit of stability. Still, there’s a need that’s not being addressed.

I’ll figure this all out. Just need some time…away…preferably…

Starts with one step

The idea is simple: I need to get back into running. Preferably sooner rather than later.

I’ve been on a break since the race at the beginning of March. It’s been great, but I feel like something is missing from my life. Running has always been a way for me to de-stress. With post-run endorphins going I tend to feel like my problems are smaller. Without that outlet I almost feel like my moods have been lower on average. It’s not good.

I’m slated to take up coaching again in June. Yay! I can’t wait until that point though to start up again. I need to ramp up again and feel comfortable getting out there. If I don’t feel comfortable myself, how can I inspire others? So yes, I plan on reappearing in store on Sunday. I’ll make it work! It all starts with one step.

Idle chef

Earlier today I gave my mom a call just to check in on she and dad were doing. Everything seems all right. She asked me though when the next I’ll invite them over for dinner will be. I told her that I wasn’t sure. That question gave me pause. I really have to think hard to remember the last time I made a full on meal here. Making pancakes and bacon on a lazy weekend morning doesn’t count. Making pies, muffins, or cookies doesn’t count either. I’m talking about making something big for dinner that requires at least a little bit of planning and patience. If I look back among my food-related posts, the last time I took pictures was…late August. I think sometime between now and then I had a steak. All of this just indicates that, no, I haven’t really done much cooking in a long time. That just makes me a little sad.

Honestly, it’s not surprising. Cooking for one person is a difficult task. Most recipes create enough food to feed several people. I don’t want to have leftovers that stick around for many days after. Secondly, I end up arriving home late a few days a week. There’s no sense cooking a full blown meal starting at 10 p.m. Often, in anticipation, I’ll have a heavier than usual lunch. Usually that allows me to bypass dinner. Yeah, I realize these are all kind of lame excuses. If I really wanted to, I’m sure I could find a way to fit things in. Right now though, life has told me to choose. If I’m continually falling asleep on the couch out of exhaustion, there’s no way to fit more in.

So, I chose two weekends from now as a time to invite the parents over to eat. It’ll give me an excuse to do something proper. I refuse to let my skills rust from lack of use.

No rest for the wicked

Having a bit of down time is a bit of a slippery slope, isn’t it? Laziness just begets more laziness if left unchecked. Post-marathons I’ve been allowing myself to take it easy. I mean, one of the reasons I didn’t do as well as I had hoped at my second one was just that it happened far too soon after the other one. Sure, there are a good handful of people in my running group that have also done it, but God, doing two in the span on three weeks is still rare. Had better sense prevailed I probably would have missed the second one. Not that I’m regretting having run it; I’m quite proud of my achievements. Eh, where am I going with this point…? Well, I haven’t really allowed myself to rest all that much. Sure, I don’t think I trained enough between the two races, but the fact remains that I can’t claim laziness because I’ve run the second event.

Now, it’s about a week and a half since the race and I haven’t run once. Yes, I’m glad I’m taking some time for myself. Still, I can’t allow myself to get complacent. First and foremost, I have a half marathon on November 7. I need to get a few runs in or else I’ll be in rough shape come race day. Two days after that, I start coaching the new half marathon group at my Running Room location. On top of all this, I’m taking on two different improv classes, plus various shows interspersed all over. In short, I’m going to be busy for the next few months. So…should I really feel so guilty at this moment for not being so active? No rest for the wicked.

Force rest

Generally, people say that post-race you should take one day of rest per mile raced. So, for a half-marathon that equates to about two weeks. I can’t say I disagree. I mean, I need time to heal and get my legs back to a state where I don’t feel achy or wobbly. At this point the immediate soreness that I felt on Monday has faded. That doesn’t mean that I’m ready to go though. Internally, I’m still working though a few fatigue issues as is exhibited by yesterday’s post. I might be ready to go by Sunday, but meanwhile I need to work harder on being lazy. After work today I decided to take a long walk. About 65 minutes later I was really feeling a lot of discomfort under my left heel. If I were to compare it to something, I’d say it felt like it was bruised. Makes sense to me. So, question is: why am I not resting my legs more and just taking it easy? Why am I forcing myself to stay active? What does it prove? Why am I willing to risk injury? Seriously. I really need to force myself to really consider the importance of rest and regeneration. These rules of thumb exist for a reason.

Was going to

Today was going to be awesome. I was going to wake up and make a good breakfast of pancakes and bacon. I was going to head over to the nearby mall and take my pants in for alteration. While waiting I was going to just wander the mall and take stock of all the services on offer there. I know, I’ve been here for a half year and yet I still haven’t familiarized myself enough with that mall. I was going to head over to Wal-mart to get some milk. Upon bringing it back I was going to make cookies using that butter that’s been sitting on the counter since last Sunday. If that wasn’t going to work I was going to go for a good walk around my neighbourhood. The last time I walked around was that day that I walked home all the way from work, and that was in the dark, so I didn’t really get a chance to appreciate things. I was planning on making a pit stop over at the Dairy Queen because the weather was really great.

That was the plan.

Instead, I decided to spend the day napping, playing video games, and eating junk food.

Laaaaaaaame.

Reclaiming Saturdays

When my improv classes on Saturdays ended a few weeks ago, I was telling my classmates just how glad I was that the new classes would be on Mondays. When they’d ask why, I told them that I was just glad to have my Saturdays back. It’s true: having a class right in the middle of the day is kind of disruptive. In response, they’d usually respond by agreeing and talking about how it prevents someone from hanging out all day. I just smile and nod at the notion. Secretly though, I knew that was pretty much untrue in my case. Sure, I go out now and then on Saturdays, but in all likelihood I’m more likely to be at home. So, it’s not that I want to reclaim Saturdays so that I can go out, but rather to have the freedom to not doing anything if I wanted to.

And I exercised that freedom today. It was glorious.

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