i did not sleep much last night, or maybe didn’t sleep at all. instead, i drove out around and around thinking of so many harmful things and thinking i want to be out of this misery. then it’s like i woke up from a dream and went on with my life like every saturday – more of work. this day it’s all me holding up the whole class alone got me quite drained. good thing i didn’t up having some fun at drop in hockey or else i would probably have crashed at some point
mid week morning meeting is tough without a splash of caffeine. i was suppose to take a half day off last week but that didn’t happen. the form was filled out and sitting on my desk since mid july, but finding an appropriate day to take my half day off is harder than i thought. if i continue to fail, it will turn into twenty days of consecutive work. working fifty seven hour a week is like a fourteen day work week and i definitely don’t want to get sucked into doing that like before
fitbit shows me i need to put myself higher on the priority list and sleep a little more. sadly the amount i worked this week doubled the amount of sleep i got. i never really got a break and the start of another work week is in just a few hours away. i’m not looking forward to next week working all seven days. i am not always guaranteed a weekend, but at least this week i still have sunday off as a small breather
back in the office after a non existent weekend where i spent majority of it working and coaching. weekly monday office meetings always has piles of sweets on sweets. this is the time when i am notorious for getting my daily dose of banana. showtimes are not optional no matter how busy, but it’s always entertaining. the pace and the workload has picked up significantly since the start of this month and that is a good sign
i am sad my phone took a hard fall. it’s like it had a bone fracture except it doesn’t grow back together in six weeks. the day didn’t go well – not feeling good, didn’t make my lifts and not being productive. maybe the turn of the calendar signifies summer vacation is through and competition training schedule is set to start up next week. the pressure is really starting to hit me now that offseason is over. offseason training was good because i got a chance to focus on new things and not worry about coaching, cutting and activity restrictions. the grind will soon begin, am i prepared??
trying to not let my messed up back dictate what i should be doing. dreaded going to instructor seminar in the middle of my day, but i did the right thing; i did it for sifu. i showed up fashionably late, performed several poomsaes and ran through the rest of the poomsaes; it went smoother than expected. i went in and did my job like i had agreed to, so i felt like i deserved to hit the gym. still got to lift that them weights and push my damaged pain sensors some more
after having done my first ever spartan race on saturday, i feel like i could be a spartan everyday. i happily hit the gym on sunday, underestimating what my body had gone through. i only came to realization as i woke up this morning that my legs were jello. i could make excuses for myself, but mondays are never rest days for me – training must be done and dodgeball must go on. pushed myself really hard through a grueling training session today. my legs were no longer under me come dodgeball time, but i enjoy the feelings of pure exhaustion and these are the kind of things i want to be doing