Saturday, June 01, 2013
I've been getting about 5 to 5 1/2 hours of sleep a night lately, and I know it's not sustainable. I had to call my husband this morning while I was midway through my hourlong commute to work because I just could not stay awake on the road. I'd already had some near-unconscious moments and sucking on a hard candy, drinking my water, and singing with my CD player didn't help, nor did putting the windows down - that was almost worse because the wind (even at 70 mph) was somehow very soothing.
Plus, I know it's just not healthy in general to get so little sleep. But I am still struggling a little bit with the remnants of my exercise compulsion. My workouts are necessarily easier - my hip is still too injured to jog on (thanks, pregnancy hormones) and even if I could jog, it would be a lot slower these days because I simply can't go as fast as I used to. But I still hate taking rest days, I still feel guilty when I have a very sedentary day, I still feel guilty when I get no cardio in during the day. And while I've mostly made my peace with the necessity of limiting myself to mostly my stationary bike and walking for my exercise (no jogging, no zumba on this hip), I still feel a little guilty about the lower intensity of those kinds of exercise. I know it's stupid, that they're all fine exercise, that it's good to take it a bit easier when pregnant, but I still feel guilty sometimes.
So anyways, I've been getting up at like 5:15 so I can exercise before leaving for work an hour away, and then I get home late in the evening and have to fix dinner and the next day's lunch and shower and go through emails and everything and by then it's gotten so late that I can't seem to get to bed early enough.
Sigh. I guess it's a balancing act I'll have to learn.