There is something to be said about attempting to work >40 hours a week and enjoy your hobbies - especially if you work the night shift.
I am a Child Development Specialist at a residential treatment facility in the greater Pittsburgh area. I love my job, and I also have trouble saying 'No' to overtime, regardless of the shift. The last couple months I have worked at least one overnight shift as part of overtime. Though I can stay awake through the night, it really pulls the life out of me for a couple days following.
The last two nights I worked 3pm-7am. No biggie - I made it through my second overnight and crashed into bed (pretty sure I forgot to take off my BB cream and mascara.. whatever). But guess who has a window that faces east and gets the morning sun beating down on her... ME! So I am alive and less-than well at noon. I struggled to stay in bed until about 1:00pm just so I could tell myself that I slept for 5 hours.
Getting up, I ate brunch and got myself together for a nice 8 mile run. Headphones and watch charged, water poured, and sugar refuel ready to go. I headed out with intentions of pacing around 8'30".
First mile felt easy, finishing with a 7'58" mile. Second mile also felt good (8'03"). I knew I was going faster than anticipated, but I felt that they weren't incredibly labored, and thought I could just go with it. And then I hit a wall - actually it was more like ran into it going 60mph with my car. My body was not having it. I drank some water (because cotton-mouth is actually a thing), ate a few gummies, and had a quick pause. Well, I finished out the rest of my miles feeling overtly exhausted but somehow still keeping pace around 8'30" like I had planned.
I actually had to stop early because I felt an immense stabbing pain right under my heart. I called my friend who lived nearby just to stay on the phone with me until I felt better. Not completely missing that last 1/4 mile haha.
I do this to myself: I work 48 hours - most times with doubles back-to-back and somehow survive on 4-5 hours of sleep a night (or day). I know that it's not healthy, and I can only imagine the athlete I would be if I didn't work and sleep like I do.
The greatest thing about blogging is that it makes me vulnerable. And although no one should hold me accountable, except for myself, being exposed helps me to hold myself to a better standard.
Let me know in the comments what keeps you from being the athlete, wife/husband, parent, child, academic, etc. that you strive to be.
I am a Child Development Specialist at a residential treatment facility in the greater Pittsburgh area. I love my job, and I also have trouble saying 'No' to overtime, regardless of the shift. The last couple months I have worked at least one overnight shift as part of overtime. Though I can stay awake through the night, it really pulls the life out of me for a couple days following.
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| The Great Allegheny Passage is a perfect flat trail! |
The last two nights I worked 3pm-7am. No biggie - I made it through my second overnight and crashed into bed (pretty sure I forgot to take off my BB cream and mascara.. whatever). But guess who has a window that faces east and gets the morning sun beating down on her... ME! So I am alive and less-than well at noon. I struggled to stay in bed until about 1:00pm just so I could tell myself that I slept for 5 hours.
Getting up, I ate brunch and got myself together for a nice 8 mile run. Headphones and watch charged, water poured, and sugar refuel ready to go. I headed out with intentions of pacing around 8'30".
First mile felt easy, finishing with a 7'58" mile. Second mile also felt good (8'03"). I knew I was going faster than anticipated, but I felt that they weren't incredibly labored, and thought I could just go with it. And then I hit a wall - actually it was more like ran into it going 60mph with my car. My body was not having it. I drank some water (because cotton-mouth is actually a thing), ate a few gummies, and had a quick pause. Well, I finished out the rest of my miles feeling overtly exhausted but somehow still keeping pace around 8'30" like I had planned.
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| Mile Splits |
I do this to myself: I work 48 hours - most times with doubles back-to-back and somehow survive on 4-5 hours of sleep a night (or day). I know that it's not healthy, and I can only imagine the athlete I would be if I didn't work and sleep like I do.
The greatest thing about blogging is that it makes me vulnerable. And although no one should hold me accountable, except for myself, being exposed helps me to hold myself to a better standard.
Let me know in the comments what keeps you from being the athlete, wife/husband, parent, child, academic, etc. that you strive to be.
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