Thursday, September 25, 2008
kick-ass bloggers can't whine?
Posting has really slowed down around here and I have to admit that I've actually contemplated whether or not I should continue with the blog. So I was very grateful when that wonderful blogger and blog-community-builder extraordinaire, La Belette Rouge, gave me a shot of encouragement over the weekend, inviting me to the red carpet to receive a Kick Ass Blogger award
A big reason I've thought about taking a break, if not quitting, is that having completed a year, I'm concerned about repeating myself and wondering what my focus should be here or if, indeed, a focus is necessary beyond what concerns or delights me at the moment. Unfortunately, I have no time, or perhaps just not enough energy, to spend thinking about this. And that -- lack of time and energy -- is really why I'm considering taking a leave. September is always a tough time with the onslaught of new students and reading and meetings and marking and meetings and book orders for next term and students with problems and . . . I love my work, but dealing with 100+ 1st-year students, which I'm doing this term, can be really, really draining. Yesterday, as I do each Monday and Wednesday, I did 3 80-minute classes, which requires a lot of performance adrenaline, which takes its toll.
However, when I started trying to figure out why I'm so very tired and why I can't seem to manage to do much besides work and fitness, I started totting up the time I'm putting into fitness -- rather as a way of appreciating that I am getting time for me. It might be demanding and tiring, but I'm choosing to do it and I'm reaping the benefits in good health so perhaps I should celebrate it instead of whining! And I thought if I got a blog post out of the totting-up, well, two birds, one stone, you know . . .
So here's what I've done in the last week, fitness-wise:
Last Friday: Ran 'round the island once (4K) stopping to run the stairs (60 of them, up our park hillside) 5 times -- chuffed to note that a very fit-looking 26-year-old neighbour was having to pause at the top between her flights to catch her breath, while I just puffed up and down, up and down.
Saturday: 4x round the island, about 16K
Sunday: rest day, just walked around once, with Pater
Monday: Walked to and from work, 80 minutes total of brisk walking -- very hilly so I always arrive in a sweat, having taken off gloves, scarf, hat as I climb almost 300 stairs from campus bottom to my office
Tuesday: Ran 30 minutes before my hour-long Pilates class -- Pilates was especially vigorous this week as Margaret's trying out some new moves on the Reformer -- we did the equivalent of at least 15 minutes skipping (but we do it horizontally, on a machine, so no gravity stress) over the class, besides all the other core work, stretching, flex-ing, all the things that keep my joints moving over a reasonable range.
Wednesday: Again, the walk, 80 minutes as on Monday
Thursday: And today I have another Pilates class, but I won't do the run first.
So no wonder I'm tired. But I'm also strong and able to move comfortably and confidently, and I'm healthy enough, despite some of the annoyances of getting older. And, on top of that, according to a blogger I respect hugely, I'm also a kick-ass blogger. I'll be baaaaaack!