Well, that turned out being a MUCH longer break than I meant to, and I apologize. I should know better than to make promises on content during seasonal-affective season. On top of that, David and I have been passing what can best be described as a minor plague back and forth for the last month, so… things have been challenging.
I can, at least, recommend a couple of things I’ve started doing that help. You don’t have to even get out of the bed to hit a few yoga poses such as child, happy baby, cobra, or even downward facing dog. Hitting two or three of these, then a basic stretch or two, and then mountain or warrior pose once you do hoist yourself out of bed, get the blood going at least enough that you can make it. Even if mornings are as horrible to you as they are to me.
The second practice I’ve taken up is just trying out a smile the moment you notice you’re awake. Granted, it’s definitely more of a growl or grimace at this point, but my hope is that repetition will start to make a happy expression a little more genuine.
Yes, good people, I freely admit that I’m about as far opposite from a morning person as one can get. My partner is generally the exact opposite. And yet, even though I’ve felt like utter crap for multiple months at this point, we take care of each other about as well as ever.
Also, corny as it may sound… It really does always get better. The endless barrage of cold symptoms has passed. The sun is rising sooner and setting later. Spring always comes again if you stick around long enough.
It’s time to get back up. Keep moving forward, and upward.