OK, OK, so it’s the shallow end (there is no deep end)…
Most days, I look forward to going to the gym because it’s my stress-reliever (and it also warms me up since I’m normally freezing). But today, I was in a bind. You see, at work today, I solved a problem that’s been outstanding since around December 16. It took me nearly all day of concentrated effort, sooooooo many different testing scenarios, and staying an hour and a half late, but I did it. And when it was finally done and I’d emailed the appropriate people the results, a weird thing happened (ok, maybe not so weird) – I felt about 100 pounds lighter, and I also felt completely drained.
So all day long I daydreamed about what I’d planned to do at the gym, and within seconds of sending that email, all desire to go just vanished. Poof! How annoying.
I made myself go anyway, but I didn’t enjoy it like I usually do. The treadmill was boring and I was easily distracted, and by the time I made my way to the pool, I just wanted to collapse into some warm blankets and call it a day. I cranked out 20 laps; that’s all I could muster. And then when I got out, I almost fell back in because I got dizzy.
So today’s lesson is that maybe a little bit of stress isn’t such a bad thing. It beats being too wiped out to want to do anything.