Thursday, October 17, 2013
One week to go before i get off the ship. You'd think i'd just be getting excited about going home, but sadly i'm just getting more tired. This Trip has been a particularly rough one weather wise. I don't sleep very well in rough weather, you tend to roll around in your bunk a lot, and get rudely awaken every now and then when everything on your desk suddenly crashes to the floor. Ii figured out years ago that it helps to wedge something under your mattress on the outside edge, it pushes you slightly toward the wall and you roll less, however you then wake up with a slight ache in your back. You really can't win at this.
So over the past 4 weeks the lack of sleep has been piling up, so now i am at the point where it is beginning to be a real struggle to drag my butt to the gym in the mornings. I know that i fall asleep again faster and sleep deeper after the gym, but It just feels like more work than i want to do right now. I've managed to keep it up, I shortened one of my workouts, but i still managed to get it in.
My supervisor has told me that there has been a noticable improvement in my personality this trip which she is positive is from maintaining a productive workout schedule. Usually by this point in the Trip i am quite qrouchy, shockingly pessimistic, and extremely short tempered. Apparently i came across as almost pleasent lately. People won't know what to do with themselves if i become a friendly cheerful person every day. Although it has been noted that it is still risky business to try and speak to me before i've had my morning coffee, it's unlikely that will ever change.
So here i am, one week left, struggling to keep active in order to maintain this newfound moderately cheerful personality for the good of all. Who knew my weight loss journey would be more important to my coworkers than it is to me