Crawling out of the abyss: day 29
Aug. 29th, 2007 07:51 amWell, I've started feeling better. By that, I mean that when I wake up after 8 hours of sleep I don't feel like a zombie and I don't have such dark circles under my eyes. I kind of see my recovery as having two parts to it--there's the part where I have had to concentrate on being able to function and do everyday things like go to school and cook food and ride my bike to the grocery store. The second part is getting back to the part of my day that brings real joy to my life: rowing and biking in the early hours.
It always takes an additional level of energy and determination to get up in the morning for these pursuits, but when I am healthy the extra step makes the whole day more worthwhile. By comparison it is easy to get out of bed to shamble off to school. I've written quite a bit over the ages about this neverending struggle with the temptation to roll over and keep sleeping and the feelings of regret it instills.
In any case, I managed to get out of bed early this morning (well, 5:30 instead of 6) and headed over to the gym. I obviously still need to take it easy to see what my body can handle, so I did a 5k on the ergometer and then stretched for a while. I was kind of surprised by how strong I felt, although my time isn't exactly something worth sharing with the general public. Emotionally, it felt so good to do it. I have missed rowing. I can only hope my body can keep up. I've heard too many people tell of overdoing things and ending up back in bed, but from what I understand most of those cases involved alcohol, which I have no problem avoiding for as long as necessary.
It always takes an additional level of energy and determination to get up in the morning for these pursuits, but when I am healthy the extra step makes the whole day more worthwhile. By comparison it is easy to get out of bed to shamble off to school. I've written quite a bit over the ages about this neverending struggle with the temptation to roll over and keep sleeping and the feelings of regret it instills.
In any case, I managed to get out of bed early this morning (well, 5:30 instead of 6) and headed over to the gym. I obviously still need to take it easy to see what my body can handle, so I did a 5k on the ergometer and then stretched for a while. I was kind of surprised by how strong I felt, although my time isn't exactly something worth sharing with the general public. Emotionally, it felt so good to do it. I have missed rowing. I can only hope my body can keep up. I've heard too many people tell of overdoing things and ending up back in bed, but from what I understand most of those cases involved alcohol, which I have no problem avoiding for as long as necessary.