Wayne
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About 20 years ago, my wife and I moved from Colorado to Oregon. It was a daunting, arduous, and difficult undertaking. I literally pushed to the max for days and weeks to make it all happen. When we arrived in Oregon, it was a lot more work for the first few days to get settled.
When I was finally able to start relaxing, I noticed my everyday energy was better than it was before I started the moving project. I even postulated that maybe this move was just what I needed to somehow get me out of a "rut". Perhaps all I needed was to extend myself in ways I hadn't been accustomed to, and I could go forward a much more functional person.
Well... that illusion lasted about 3-4 more days. And then I began to start feeling the exhaustion from having pushed myself so hard for so long. And horrifically, the exhaustion became worse and worse. Day after day, week after week, month after month, until I got to the point where it would take me an hour to reach the bathroom in the morning. I endured the most difficult and debilitating crash I'd ever had, and it took over a year before I began to restore some of my earlier baseline.
I thought this story fit in pretty well with this discussion. I think it illustrates pretty clearly that even the best attitudes and motivations in the world are not going to work if something foundational that got us so debilitated to begin with is not dealt with in a meaningful way, prior to undertaking new potentially crash producing endeavors.
When I was finally able to start relaxing, I noticed my everyday energy was better than it was before I started the moving project. I even postulated that maybe this move was just what I needed to somehow get me out of a "rut". Perhaps all I needed was to extend myself in ways I hadn't been accustomed to, and I could go forward a much more functional person.
Well... that illusion lasted about 3-4 more days. And then I began to start feeling the exhaustion from having pushed myself so hard for so long. And horrifically, the exhaustion became worse and worse. Day after day, week after week, month after month, until I got to the point where it would take me an hour to reach the bathroom in the morning. I endured the most difficult and debilitating crash I'd ever had, and it took over a year before I began to restore some of my earlier baseline.
I thought this story fit in pretty well with this discussion. I think it illustrates pretty clearly that even the best attitudes and motivations in the world are not going to work if something foundational that got us so debilitated to begin with is not dealt with in a meaningful way, prior to undertaking new potentially crash producing endeavors.