I feel like a complete pillock. Time for a Mick shaped rant.
Today I started a skirmish with “tired” which developed into a full on stubborn battle versus fatigue….
Can you guess who won ??
I have decades of experience which I would like to think implies a certain level of wisdom. How wrong could I be? I stubbornly pushed on through despite all the warning signals. What a total muppet, I pushed myself to the point where just lying down and breathing required massive effort, I could hardly open my eyes. I can be sanctimonious in telling others to manage their energy budget and stop at around 75% expended, but what did I do? …. Blunder on regardless, to the point where it was dangerous just trying to get back inside the house. The thing that made me angry was, I only managed to do a quarter of the job I intended.
If someone else posted this kind of thing I would not offer sympathy but I would offer empathy. No sympathy for avoidable consequences of my own stupid actions.
Apologies for wittering on and not listening to my body.
What a silly old fool. Anyone knows that fighting fatigue is like fighting fog. By which I mean proper, thick, sucking fog that saps your entire will to live.
Manage your energy budget indeed! More like manage a bucket of ectoplasm high on a mixture of 98% alcohol and 72% amphetamine (yes I know it doesn’t add up, but would you have known whilst lying on the floor wondering why you tried so bloody hard)!
You’re a blithering idiot. And I say that not only with a large handful of affection, but also with the absolute knowledge that I’ve done precisely the same thing!!
I like the notion of fighting fog. Oddly this was not the first time I have been called a blithering idiot ! This is a far kinder term than I was using. To add insult to (self inflicted) injury, I had been feeling smug that I slathered my face in factor 30 before spending 1.5 hours in the sunshine, and I still turned bright pink before the inevitable face-druff. Mutter mutter. Let’s hope I actually learn something from this fiasco. (Don’t hold your breath)
Keep it to yourself but despite all of my bleating I am still thrilled that I am able to get out and make these mistakes.
More gin required
Mick
Boundaries are there to be tested: passive willingness to abide within them can limit our lives more than necessary. Regard it as a useful exercise (which I really do think it is). I hope that you feel more rested soon. x
No worries Mick, we’ve all been there, well I know that I have (often). The only thing I’d add is that my Reflexologist quotes a Chinese maxim that we’re most efficient at only 70% of capacity. I’m still learning how to accept and apply that to myself though.
