My favorite time of the night is the quiet that descends on the house, when everyone is asleep and I have no other responsibilities except to myself. I get to be 'just Jen'. I don't mean "Jen time" when I'm swimming/cycling/running/yoga; those fall into my daily responsibilities. While I enjoy endless hours of endurance training on a daily basis, require it, crave it, get mightly grumpy if I have not satisfied the endurance junkie within, can't think straight without my workout in, addicted to the endorphins Jen; my body and brain need down time from that too. That time comes at night.
Dave is not a night owl, the opposite, in fact, he often goes to bed before Van (age 8) and myself. Tonight, he was so tired that the tele in the bedroom went on at 6:20 pm (the first sign that Dave is heading to bed) and Van and I started joking "it's 6:20, bed time for Daddy!" - it wasn't too long after that, maybe 7 pm. Here's my conumdrum: I am also exhausted yet here I am, at 9:15, still up. Why? I've got some alone time and I feel that I have to take it because I don't always get it. With my return to masters swimming however, my wake up time turns out to be the wee hours of the morning, 4:30 am in fact, so sleep is at a premium as long as I am swimming MWF early mornings. Swim I must, since I put the triathlon hat back on. Nothing like a couple of half irons, the first 16 weeks or so from now that has got my arse in gear in the early mornings heading to the pool. I can't afford not to swim, not if I want to race to the best of my ability and I'm not quite sure what that potential is so in the meantime, I'm swimming, a lot, for me. That would be a whole two days of masters practice. hahahahaha...
Still, old habits are hard to break. I will get into the habit of getting into bed earlier, it will just take a little time, lack of sleep and a lot of coffee to get me there, I give it until Thursday. Here is why I am reluctant to break this little night owl habit of mine:
My day starts with getting myself and my little guy ready for school, it's frenzied. Off to work- which I love, but my job requires young people needing my attention at all times. It's a day in the service of others. Sometimes that extends to the lab, another service to willing clients trying to make their lifestyles healthier but it also requires lots of listening and apt attention. Off to home where husband and son are waiting. Practices, workouts, dinner, getting ready for the next day before this one is done, reviewing athletes programs and responding to emails so that when I finally sit down to peace and quiet with no-one saying "Mrs. G, Mom, or Jen?" I really dig the quiet time. I know of other teachers and health care professionals that need the quiet in the car on the drive home. No radio, just quiet. Reveling in silence. I get that. It's de-stress time, unwind time and I like to:
- Read voraciously: books, blogs, articles, and the endless comments on Slowtwitch
- Catch up on a few of the TV programs I dvr
- Write my own blog
One of my readings this evening was this: http://blog.rappstar.com/2010/04/mementous.html
Amazing athlete and a very eloquent writer, I thought I'd share it with you if you don't already follow his blog.
Happy training, happy sleeping. Good night! (9:51 pm, Early!)