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40: Playing catch-up again!

Right then, what I’m going to do, in case I’m not technically dropped out for missing an hour, is bring my post count up to where it should be.  Which at the moment should be post #42, so I still have a couple to go!

I think I’ll come up with some techniques for keeping going fora another three hours, and for waking up a bit better right now:

  • Food – food is energy.  Bananas are good!  Just make sure not to relax on the sofa after eating!
  • Washing your face / brushing your hair.  Both make you feel more awake and generally better.
  • Moving around… stay awaaaaaay from the sofa, and definitely the entire bedroom!

37: Another Time Out

So, like I said, I’m going to pop off now to do a quick meditation, and probably grab some breakfast on the way back.  Then I shall answer some comments – hi commenters!  Thank you for chatting to me! :-)  That hopefully won’t take too long, and I can get working on another post with actual content.  I know!  I must be on my second second wind already, even without the meditation.  Hooray!

36: Meditation

I’ve just been thinking that maybe I should go and do some meditation to relax my back muscles and refresh my brain a little… and it’s occurred to me that I could also make a quick post about the subject as well!

Until about a year ago, I was very sceptical about both meditation and hypnosis – I particularly didn’t like the idea of giving up control, which is how it felt to me it would be.  I suppose I associate that with the horrible out of control feeling I get when mania goes past the getting everything done productive creativity stage, and into the point where I obsess and over-spend and can’t concentrate or control my behaviour. (Mind you, when I’m in the creative manic state I can’t really control my behaviour either, it’s just not destructive: I’m still functional.)  Anyhow, the point here is, last year I was having some trouble getting any rest because I was manic, or possibly rapid-cycling (going up up up then crashing, then back up a day later for a few days, slightly higher this time, then crashing… and so on).  I had rapid thoughts, I couldn’t stop thinking long enough to sleep or even stay still to rest my body.  The guy who was my ‘link person’ at the Hastings Wellbeing Centre suggested meditation.  I was doubtful at first, but I was really at the end of my tether.  So in the end I dug out a meditation tape that Mum had given me a few years previously.  I dug around further and found my walkman(!) and I gave it a try.  It took me a couple of goes to stop giggling at some of the imagery used (‘imagine the warm sun is moving nearer, compressing into small ball of light’ made me either imagine I’d been immolated, or that the compression of the sun caused the creation of a black hole into which all life was painfully sucked!  I may have been too literal) and get accustomed to letting the words take me along.  To calm down enough to make best use of the meditation practice, I guess.

Once I did, it became an enormous help.  I got hold of some other meditations, on CD this time, some guided and some just music.  I also came across some hypnotherapy recordings, and I gave those a try as well.  They’ve been invaluable tools to me ever since, when I need to relax and let go.  Sometimes I need them to get to sleep, sometimes I use them if I get tense or jittery in the middle of the day.  Sometimes I am still too jittery to be able to concentrate on them, but mostly, they’re a big help.  I generally do need the guided ones if I’m a bit manic, as I can’t stop thinking a mile a minute with just music.

I doubt I’m going to need one to get to sleep after the blogathon today, but the one I am planning to use in just a minute is a ‘wake up’ one.  Let’s see if it helps!

ETA – I also have a couple for when I’m down: those are hypnotherapy recordings.  I’ve found those really useful too.

35 – Fic Rec: Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince in 15 Minutes

No, this isn’t a flashback to the 2003 Blogathon (where I was… reccing Harry Potter fic).  Well, not much.  I hadn’t read HP fic for ages and ages, but the new movie made me want to go and search some out again.  Don’t know why this one did and the others didn’t.  Maybe because I’m a little bit between fandoms, even though I’ve been reading Star Trek: Reboot fic on and off.  Anyway, I’ve just been reading this, and it was a lot of fun.  So here I am passing it on:

Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince in Fifteen Minutes, by Cleolinda Jones.

DUMBLEDORE: Aren’t we supposed to be at the Dursleys’ for a Very Significant Scene?
HARRY: I, well, uh… thought I’d flirt with this waitress? You know, in a brief attempt at having a relatively normal life?
DUMBLEDORE: Please, the Chosen One doesn’t get to be
happy.

34 – Distractions

I’m afraid there’s not going to be any topical posts just yet… I’m starting to feel more awake, but my brain is pretty fuzzy!  I’m currently reading other ‘thoners blogs, and playing Hammerfall on Facebook to keep myself awake.  It seems to be working!  I’m also getting up and walking around every couple of minutes.  I’m really uncomfortable in this chair now – I’m thinking I might swap it for a dining room chair.  That should make me sit differently, and hopefully help.

33 – Daylight!

It’s light enough outside now that I can turn the lights out in here.  I feel a bit more awake again.  Surely some natural light will help, right?

Eight hours seems like a really long time to go, though… I’m a bit worried that I’m not going to make it.  I’m more tired than I was expecting, and to be honest I don’t want to make myself ill.  I need to be functional next week, after all.  But I don’t want to give in!  Oh, I’m probably just whining because I’m tired.  Ignore me!

32 – Thwarted

So much for that plan: as soon as I got comfortably settled on the sofa, the Xandermog jumped up and forcefully reminded me that I haven’t provided his required amount of Fuss and Adoration over the last 15 hours.  But since I was sitting down doing nothing (what’s that paper in your hand? Let go of it, you need that hand to stroke meeeeee!), I could rectify my mistake right then and there.

Xander, of course, doesn’t sit on my lap.  He’s too big.  He’s tried it a few times, but as soon as he relaxes he kind of overflows my legs and slides off shortly thereafter.  He can sit on me if I’m sitting with my legs up on the sofa, because then he can stretch out from my lap to my knees.  Monster beast.

30: Time Out

Food is helping, but I think I have to take a brief time out, or I’m going to fall asleep on my keyboard.  Even though my back is killing me!  Good lord, this getting older thing is obviously catching up with me!  I don’t remember having this much trouble by this time last ‘thon.  And I know I didn’t the first year I did it back in 2003… because I was manic and the time and not sleeping anyway.  Whoops.

I’ve tried getting up and moving around, doing some stuff around the flat, splashing cold water on my face, but as soon as I sit back down I’m half asleep and really uncomfortable again!  So I’m going to go and sit on the sofa and knit for a little while.  Listen to a podcast, maybe.  I’ll come and check back in, but there probably won’t be much of interest here for at least an hour (not that there has been recently anyway!).  See you later!

26: Xandermog strikes again

Ah… oh dear.  Look who found my empty dinner plate:

Mmmm, creme fraiche remains!
Mmmm, creme fraiche remains!

At least I was finished with it!  Should have remembered to take it out the the kitchen when I did the washing up!!

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Listening to: Candie Payne – i wish i could have loved you more
via FoxyTunes