One of the things that I appreciate about trying to get back into shape is the overwhelming fatigue.
On the evenings following the first few introductory morning “workouts” (if one can call them that), a wave of complete and overwhelming need to sleep washes over me, usually at the time of day when I need to be most alert.
This is always, always fun.
I don’t reach for coffee, because you know, the need to sleep through the night instead of solving the world’s problems alone in the dark while tossing and turning in my bed.
I have been known to reach for sweets.
And I have been known to fall asleep in my parked car while waiting for my son to walk from his locker room to my car. Believe me, there is nothing like a five-minute cat nap (more on that later).
If you have known me for a little while, you may sense some sarcasm when I say I enjoy this feeling.
But I really, really do in a sick sort of way.
Because this fatigue is a part of the journey, folks. There is no way to fake fitness, and there is no way to get fit without fatigue.
“But I am so tireeeeed…..”
Suck it up, buttercup.
Good nutrition, vitamins B12, D and iron (if you’re deficient) seem to help. A little.
Getting enough carbohydrates also helps.
Sleeping eight hours at night helps.
However, the hands-down best advice I’ve ever gotten on how to deal with this is from my cat, who knows how to deal with fatigue like a champ.
“Stop pushing through that sh*t, sit down and curl up and take a freaking nap…”
So that’s where I will be for the next hour — in a corner nook of the sofa with my arm covering my head, curled up in a ball.
See you tomorrow.