Do you ever just want to bite someone's head off when they tell you that they are a morning person? I do. To me, there is nothing fun about waking up at the crack of dawn, especially to go to work. For years, I was living the "restaurant life", which meant clocking out around midnight then going directly to some party. It was unusual for me to be up before eleven the next day. Since those years, which I fondly refer to as "college", I have gradually become accustomed to getting to bed at a decent hour, and waking earlier for my jobs in the non profit sector. I liked the fact that I had a schedule and felt good about contributing more to society than Lobsteritas and all-you-can-eat shrimp (not that there's anything wrong with that, I give major props to those in the restaurant biz and I still serve part time!). The one thing I hated was the getting up early part. But it wasn't anything compared to life at present.
Now that I have been promoted to deli manager at the health food store, I must arrive at 7:30 a.m. Don't get me wrong, with responsibility comes privilege, and I appreciate that. Nevertheless, to get to work on time, I need to wake up at 6:00. I'm working on living a healthier lifestyle here, and getting up at six in the morning does not seem conducive to that goal. For one thing, it's dark out so I can't go for my morning walk with the dogs. Second, I liked going to the gym in the morning so I'm not competing with a million people. If I wanted to keep doing that, I would have to be there by six. No thanks, I'll take the extra hour of sleep. Third, I'm trying to lay off the caffeine so I don't make coffee at home. But I inevitably end up dragging my sorry bones up the steps to work and brewing a mug anyway. By the time I actually get the soup on the stove, it's usually at least nine. At least I don't have customers to contend with so I generally do get a lot done by the time the store opens.
It's no mystery that getting enough sleep is essential to one's health and well being. One of the things I promised as a part of my new year's resolution was to do just that. Experts say that poor sleep habits can lead to obesity, depression, clumsiness, heart disease, and more. I know how important this aspect of wellness is to reaching my goals. I have to say it's not the worst thing ever to get up early. It's quiet, the world moves a bit slower, and it feels a lot more relaxed to walk into work in that kind of environment. If I can just get down the going to bed earlier part, I might be ok. But not this week. Adjusting to the new schedule has left me resembling something like a character straight of the "Thriller" video. Not to mention fuzzy-headed. Two days ago, I actually stuck my hand into a food processor with brand new blades. Not thinking, I was just trying to check the consistency of some onions that I accidentally pulverized. My middle finger barely grazed the blade, and well, you can imagine the rest. The finger will be useless for a while. As a matter of fact, I am typing this share post with nine fingers.
This week, my goal is to get back to the basics. I seem to have busted through the plateau and have lost a couple of pounds (thanks in part, to forcing myself to eat more and getting to the gym right after work). If I can figure out a way to keep going at the gym without dropping weights on my foot or getting caught in a step class stampede, I'll be a happy girl. I have a feeling that will come down to logging off facebook at a reasonable hour and getting a practical amount of sleep.
Published On: March 30, 2010