Rest It Out

We need rest.

We need rest.

We need rest.

It's become serious business, this need for rest around our house. We're in that kind of mode where we fall asleep around 8:30 pm and barely drag ourselves out of bed at 5 am to start a new day. Weekend activity? Forgetaboutit.

It may be the back-to-back weeks of major races. It may be the back-to-back weeks of long work hour, spilling into normal home time.

Maybe it was a bit of both. Or all of the above.

In any case, last Friday when I headed to bed - just before 9 pm - The Boy mentioned he was getting up to run with the running club the next morning.

I announced that I had no intention of running (I actually haven't run in over a week now). I had one plan for the weekend:

Rest the exhaustion out.

I'd do a bit of cleaning around the house and rest if I felt like I needed it.

I'd run some errands - or not.

I'd sleep until I wanted to get up and go to bed early.

And, of course, it worked. I wouldn't say I'm 100% - it takes a long time to rest out exhaustion, after all. But I'm much, much better.

It's a start.