This is expanded from a comment I wrote elsewhere, because as usual other people’s writings were needed to prompt me to realize what’s going on with me.
Today for at least the third week in a row, Ted and I have been bad and skipped two workout days in a row (one planned day off, one “can’t face this, set the alarm later” day). He’s grossly overworked, and I’m running out of cope myself; reporting to not one but two company VPs with sometimes conflicting goals, preparing for an international move that’s coming up very fast and not one but two other intercontinental trips before then…. (one of which I still need to write a trip request for). It’s getting to that point where 6AM workouts just feel like yet another burden and I’m rapidly running out of cope.
Another reason we’re so tired, though, is because we skipped two days in a row last week, then as a result worked out four days in a row. One thing we’re both finding as we get older is that age doesn’t necessarily mean less intense workouts, but it does mean more need to recover. Those four workouts in a row are also what made us too tired to have any fun last weekend, which is a ridiculous waste. So right now, just for the moment, I’m giving myself permission to go easy on me when I need it. I will need to give myself another day off after a couple on, just to break that vicious cycle.
I’m not all that happy with the shape I’m in at the moment (notable pudge around the middle, too many clothes not fitting, erg distance is feeling very long again) but I’m hoping that geting back in shape will happen more or less naturally after I move: more walking, getting back on actual water, food that seems to suit my body better.
I also haven’t been writing any poetry lately, and I’m not going to try to force it; since that sort of writing is not the main thing or one of the major things I do I don’t want to make it into a ‘should’ or another burden – that seems like a bad idea for me. I don’t think I have the brainwidth to be creative at the moment – I’m knitting, but that’s following a pattern. (The next project will be creating my own pattern, but that’s working out a simple idea I had long ago.) Whatever, if something is supposed to be for fun and doesn’t sound enjoyable just now, I’m not going to foist it on myself.