The following blog is meant to be read while listening to Wham!’s “Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go” and snapping in fingerless gloves (your Lithe gloves will work fine).
Dear Fellow Lithers,
Two more days left for me, and then the challenge is OVER! I’m shocked it’s gone by so quickly, and I know I keep saying this, but I’m officially full-blown terrified to be on my own again. I’m beginning to understand why Christian the lion was so happy when he was reunited with his owners in Africa. (Except that instead of two skinny dudes in bell bottoms, I’ve been fed and loved by a cadre of extremely friendly and fit women. If I see Chef Kim out in the world after this, I will definitely tackle her or at least sing “I Will Always Love You” as she walks by.)
Next Tuesday, I’ll be posting my final pics and measurements and all I’ve learned from this crazy ride.
In the meantime, I’m still formulating my post-Lithe Diving routine. So far, I’ve waxed philosophic about shifting the way I think about food and the way I think about numbers and success, but now it’s time to get a little more concrete.
I need to fix my waking up problem.
Seriously. No matter how many hours of sleep I get, I can’t will myself out of bed. I wake up with just enough time to make it to work. I’m always in such a rush that I’m frantically brushing my teeth while desperately ransacking my closet for something to wear. I spit out toothpaste while jumping up and down trying to get my shoes on, and inevitably spending 5 minutes I don’t have searching for my keys while shoving a piece of toast in my face (if I’m lucky), while glancing at my watch and uttering expletives.
In short, I’m a mess.
I’ve always admired the early birds. I once had a roommate that would wake up with enough time to clean up a little, pay some bills online, watch the news, drink a leisurely cup of coffee, prepare a nice breakfast and pack her lunch. She was never rushing. She even picked out her outfit the night before--complete with accessories--so a few minutes before it was time to hit the road, she slipped on her clothes and was out the door! I on the other hand, woke up when I heard the door slam on her way out.
This propensity of mine makes it difficult to work out consistently. Fitting in exercise with all of my other obligations in the few hours I have after work is almost impossible. For the challenge, I basically cleared my schedule and made Lithing my number 1 priority. I told friends that I could only hang on the weekends--otherwise, I’d see them in May. Regular household stuff even went by the wayside. You should SEE the pile of laundry in my basement. It’s daunting. And yes, I’ve seen amazing results, but that kind of life is not sustainable.
The alternative however, is more rushing. Rushing from work to class and then rushing from class to home to cook something quasi-healthy. After all that, I’m still only left with an hour to pet my dogs, glance in my boyfriend’s direction, watch an episode of Oprah and pass out.
It’s too much!
I need more hours in the day if I want to do all the things necessary to continue getting fit and staying healthy without the rest of my life falling into shambles. And since it’s the year 2011 and they STILL don’t have flying cars, I’m assuming time machines are nowhere in our near future either. So if I want to have time to cook, workout, have a social life, and keep up with bills and chores, there’s only one alternative short of turning into a crazy person.
Wake up earlier. (Gasp!)
This isn’t going to be easy for me. I’m the girl who asked a coworker if she was training for the Olympics when she told me she woke up at 5am everyday. (Turns out, she just likes to read in the morning. What?) I’ve been to one 6am class in my entire 2.5 yr Lithe career. One! And I basically had zero control over my limbs. My lunges were sloppy. My plyos were sad, and the 3lb weights felt like anvils.
So I’m going to take it slow. I may not jump into 6am classes just yet, but I can at least stop hitting the snooze button. The first time I open my eyes and think to myself--I could totally wake up now, I’m actually going to wake up.
I’m going to do some laundry. Watch the news. Pack my lunch. And give myself the head start I need to make sure that Lithe can stay a priority.
Who knows...I may even work up the courage to go to a 6am Waspie with Bari.
See you in a PM class...for now,