Week 41: A case of the blahs
Last week, I didn’t want to do anything. I didn’t feel like going out, I didn’t feel like exercising, I didn’t feel like socializing, I didn’t want to call friends, I didn’t want to leave my bed.
I was just feeling blah. I was in a funk. Reading, sleeping and watching TV were about all I felt like doing.
I get that way every once in a while. I’m tired, I’m sluggish, and I just don’t want to … fill in the blank.
Every time this happens, it surprises me. That’s not me. I am an energetic, active, outgoing person. I like doing things and going places and trying things. I love seeing people and making plans and having fun.
It also confuses me. I can’t quite figure out what my deal is. Sure, I’m tired, but it’s a lot more than that. It could be hormonal, but it doesn’t happen on a regular basis. It could be my body is fighting a germ. It could have something to with the phases of the moon or the movement of the earth or the seasons or the weather or mercury being in retrograde or my zodiac sign. Who knows. I’m just naming things now, but maybe it’s a little bit of all of the above.
Whatever the cause, I get in a weird state in which I’m not my typical happy, excitable self. As much as that bothers me, I’ve been trying to get better about stopping, recognizing and honoring it. For whatever reason, I need a break. My body and my mind need to press stop.
Essentially, I’ve been working with myself to allow myself to do that. It’s not in my nature to not make plans, to not be with others, to not be active, to not be out living life whenever I can. But even though I can’t explain why, my body and mind are asking me to go against my nature every once in a while. Take a day or three, and just pause, they’re telling me.
So that’s what I’m going to do — or, at least, I’m going to try.
Last week, I slept in more than normal. I didn’t make many plans. I bummed around a bit. I just let myself feel blah. And after three days, like a stretched-out rubber band, I snapped back. I felt like me again, ready for action and adventure, friends and fun.
There’s a lesson for me in here. Even if I don’t know why, I need a physical and mental breather every once in a while. Although it’s rare for me, it’s important that I give myself that when necessary. It’s OK and even good for me to not do anything once in a while, to not be social, to not fill up my day, to give myself a chance to pause and reset.
When I do, I’ll soon bounce back to lively, gregarious, enthusiastic me.
Currently reading: A Week In Winter by Maeve Binchy
Currently watching: John Oliver on Last Week Tonight
Song of the week: Omarion’s “Post to be”
Plans for the weekend: It’s my roommate’s birthday, and we have in the final weekend of half-marathon training. So we are running 12 miles on Saturday and then hosting a birthday brunch celebration on Sunday.