If 4 out of 5 people SUFFER from diarrhea… does that mean that one enjoys it?Food for thought…post digestion
So last week I told the Timmunity that I was experiencing somewhat of a slump, but much like the great Detective Jake Peralta we all know and love, I chose this week to flip that slump on its head. I pmuls’ed, I did the ol’ backwards slump.
You may recall once upon a time that some smart cookie on this blog mentioned that we sometimes need to breakdown to breakthrough. Sometimes what we need to give us a little kick up the backside is a fresh dose of adversity, sprinkled with a bit of self-pity. Feelings, much like waves, come and go. Happiness comes, happiness goes. Sadness comes, sadness goes. Anger comes, anger goes. The only thing that is permanent is dad jokes, they are forever.
Often when I find myself in a bit of a rut, it generally comes down to feeling like I’m lacking a bit of direction. Tim needs direction, he needs goals and he needs something to work towards or his head explodes. Maybe I’ve neglected my routine, got myself into a rut-tine, if you will. This usually comes about as I sip a deliciously toxic concoction made up of neglecting any kind of fitness, avoiding social interactions at all costs, and eating crap on the sofa until I turn the metaphor of a couch potato into a living, breathing enigma of self-loathing.
In my experience, when it comes to feeling a little down or depressed, it’s perfectly valid to allow some time for it to run its course. Sometimes we need a little time to be a little grumpy, be a little sad or feel a little like the world’s against us. That’s absolutely fine! Honestly, everyone has moments like that. What’s important is that we recognise that there needs to come a time when we put our big person pants and get back into our groove. Whether it be a day, a week or a bit longer, the key is planning ahead. Take your time, padawan, we have plenty of that to spare.
For me, turning a slump into a pmuls is about reflection, understanding what it is that is making me feel the way I do, and planning a battle strategy to conquer the little brain gremlin. Last week, I was allowing my neglected fitness regime, poor diet and the subsequent lethargy and weight gain affect my mood. So it was important that, if I was to turn this rut-tine into a routine, I would need to address this head on.
Once we set ourselves a goal, the greatest service we can do ourselves is to allow every subsequent action we take be in pursuit of that outcome. If I decide that I wanna be an astronaut, then everything I do from this point on will be in the pursuit of becoming a moon-man
^what he (me) said.
Okay, so I’ve taken the problem, identified it, now it’s time to plan out a way to get out of the situation I’m in. Take my example, for example…example, if I am to get out of this rut I am to take the negative actions and do the opposite. Eating crap? Okay I’ve gotta cut back eating so much crap. Neglecting fitness? Alright let’s join a gym and get back into it. Avoiding social interactions? Okay I’m gonna call up my best pal and we’re going to have a quiet get together, something simple that won’t overwhelm me.
You could take your own rut and make your own rut-busting plan of attack in the same way. It’s about taking the issue, identifying the contributing factors and flipping them on their head and shaking out their lunch money. Got it? Great, let’s go charging, guns blazing!
Whoaaaaa whoa whoa whoa, slow down there cowboy.
One of the greatest disservices we can do ourselves is to go all-in on one hand and hope to win the lot.
^what he (me) said.
It was important that I took things slow and steady this week. As much as I hate it, the key to getting back on the horse is a little patience. As much as I would’ve liked to have returned to my former glory of getting FIT 4-5 times a week, 1. It’s not necessary for me to be happy and 2. To expect the same level of output as the Tim that was training 4-5 times a week is just not realistic. Instead, I opted to go twice, and go for a some walks throughout the week.
In the course of the week, nothing externally has changed, but internally it has made a lot of difference (not my tum-tum, my brain. Well, actually maybe a little in my tum-tum, I am eating better after all). While we’re preoccupied furiously planning how we’re busting out of the damp, dark cocoon we’ve woven for ourselves, we subconsciously discover a more positive mindset.
No feeling is permanent, but we can always put ourselves in the best possible position to manage our topsy turvy rollercoaster of emotions in the things we do in our day-to-day. Any baby step in the right direction is progress, so if all you do for yourself is take a quarter of a step in the right direction, you’re already heading the right way.
Stay safe, stay opTIMistic and remember to brush your teeth. Happy Mental Health Monday
Life is 10% what happens to me and 90% hoe I react to itCharles R. Swindoll