Ever have this feeling? Lately everything has felt extra hard. Instead of feeling like this:
I feel like this:
Every run feels like I am pushing a sofa uphill. Skiing is marginally better. I force myself out there, but it just. Is. Not. Fun. And the writing? Horrible. I struggle with sentences, ponder paragraphs. Nothing is smooth, it is all a rough surface, a slog.
This could be attributed to the fact that it's March. March truly is a cruel month. Yesterday it was sixty degrees. Today it is snowing. This bipolar weather leaves me feeling unsettled and off my game. It leads to eating chocolate with abandon, throwing clothes around the room because nothing looks good, and a general feeling of dissatisfaction. Just pick a temperature and stick with it! March also seems to bring out the crazies, the exes that you just wish would disappear because they still do not get how they broke your heart and went whistling away, and the haunting desire to chuck it all and move to an island in Greece even though your government retirement would end up being about $300 a year.
I don't get why some days, the running/skiing/hiking/writing is effortless and others when it is so awful that you want to throw in the towel and go back to being a seasonal wilderness ranger because that was the best job ever, who cares if you have to live in a dingy bunkhouse with mice and eat Ramen Noodles! All I can do is push through it because I know it comes back.
I am going to try the following:
1. Cookies. I know! I know! But in moderation.
2. Buy something cute. I know! (See above)
3. Read my John Muir Trail guidebook and obsessively plan for a trip that's over a year away.
4. Plan a fall trip and figure out how to drag reluctant husband on it.
5. Speaking of, I'm getting married in four months and have not planned a thing.
6. Write something. Anything but the Novel of Despair.
So tell me. What do you do when this happens to you (and I sincerely hope I am not the only one)? What are your favorite cures?