fitfather

November 2005

Sun Mon Tue Wed Thu Fri Sat
    1 2 3 4 5
6 7 8 9 10 11 12
13 14 15 16 17 18 19
20 21 22 23 24 25 26
27 28 29 30      

Recent Comments

  • on Jared? You can shut up now.
  • Matt Carter on Measuring Up
  • Lyn Petty on Measuring Up
  • Ariel on Measuring Up
  • Geoff North on Measuring Up
  • Ariel on Measuring Up
  • Cindy on A peeve of mine
  • Cindy on On exercise
  • Sara on Swallowing my pride, getting back on that horse, happy birthday to me
  • schmutzie on Jared? You can shut up now.

Recent Posts

  • A peeve of mine
  • Measuring Up
  • On exercise
  • who needs sleep?
  • Swallowing my pride, getting back on that horse, happy birthday to me
  • Jared? You can shut up now.
  • Focus? This entry don't need no stinking focus!
  • Rambling Man - looking for advice
  • "We thought she was just lazy"
  • One down, two to go

Archives

  • November 2005
  • October 2005
  • July 2005
  • June 2005
Blog powered by TypePad

Categories

  • diet
  • exercise
  • family
  • fatherhood
  • husbandhood
  • mundanities
  • school

who needs sleep?

I have a very bad habit that I have picked up, basically since Katie was born.  For pretty much the last nineteen months, I have been going to bed too late, with the full knowledge that I'm going to have to get up before I am ready to get up.  I usually then end up taking a nap later in the day, oftentimes in the morning when Katie naps.  This has gone on long enough that I think I have reprogrammed my body's sleep schedule, and I don't know how to fix it.

About a week ago, Jessie worked from home and let me sleep in until I woke up on my own.  I slept around eight hours and woke up at about 8:30 in the morning - not incredibly late, but much later than the usually 7:00 rise and shine.  I felt rested and energized for the day, and got a lot of stuff done with time left over for reading and TV.  I was tired in the evening and went to bed with Jessie at 10:00 - two and a half hours earlier than my usual time.  I didn't think sleep would be a problem - I felt sleepy and physically exhausted, and I had no trouble getting to sleep.  I woke up at around 3:00 that morning, and didn't doze off again for well over an hour.  When I got up the next day at the usual 7 AM, I wasn't refreshed or invigorated or ready to start the day.  I felt like I usually do in the morning - fuzzy, groggy and resentful for 7 getting here so damned early.

My body seems to think that I only want it to sleep for 6 hours, give or take.  I have done this to myself.  I want to get myself to bed earlier, to not have to take naps five times a week just to get through the day.  I want to have the energy to do all of the things that I want to do during the day.  I want to be as productive as I can be, but I feel perpetually sleep deprived.  I don't want to go to bed early and end up waking up in the middle of the night.  Middle of the night thoughts are awfully lonely.

I am trying to break the cycle.  Last night I got myself to bed at a little after 11:30 - a little later than I should be going to bed (11:00 is my target - that way I can get the proverbial eight hours), but not terribly so.  Certainly better than 12:30.  And this morning, I resisted the very, very strong temptation I had to take a morning nap.  Oh lord, that was hard.  It's definetely programming - I just started to get sleepy at about 10:00.  So I made myself coffee and forced myself to sit down and write some music.  Let's see if I can get to bed at a decent hour tonight.

October 11, 2005 in family, fatherhood, husbandhood, mundanities | Permalink | Comments (0)