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Bet Update

With only one more night to get through before the end of Bet #2, we're both still in it. There have been a few scary times, but mostly we both feel like we've been doing better than ever. When we get back from our holidays, maybe we'll start a new bet.

Steve Pavlina wrote about us in his latest blog entry because we bought him a flat panel monitor to thank him for inspiring us. If you read my old blog, then you probably saw that this is my third attempt to get on the sleep schedule. However, each time I gave up because I felt like it was impossible. Seeing Steve do it gave me the determination to press through the hard part, and now here I am on day 45+.

I'll be going to my grandparents house for Christmas, which will pose a unique set of challenges. Mainly, the others in my family aren't particularly supportive of this decision, so they certainly won't help me wake up. My solution is to pay my little cousins to wake me up. I'll post some updates from there to let you guys know how it goes. As it stands, it's 11:30pm the night before I have a morning flight, and I haven't even started packing. So much time to do everything I need to do... it's fantastic.

Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired?

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There are many days when I feel that I am perhaps not at my best. After some trial and error with diet and exercise, I came to the conclusion that my dog was actually to blame - he’s old and he has to pee every three hours, which makes for consistently dreadful sleep. This past weekend, though, I got a glimpse into the kind of tiredness that I think many people often complain about. I’m talking absolute lethargy here. I’m talking bone-crushing fatigue.

Last Friday, Saturday and Sunday Saint Paul celebrated the Spring edition its semi-annual Art Crawl - a huge art festival that draws over 300 artists and around 20,000 visitors. I was the coordinator for our building, which hosted 40 artists. While that was stressful and a lot of work, it wasn’t what wore me out so badly.

What really made me feel like a zombie was three days of sitting on a stool eating bad food and not exercising. I ate cookies, Thai food, pizza and more Thai food. I drank coffee or tea constantly from waking until 3 or 4 pm, and then I drank one or two beers every evening. I squeaked in a single 3-mile run on the first morning of the Crawl, but did no other exercise the whole weekend. By Monday morning, I felt like I’d been hit by a truck.

I was so tired, the thought of getting out of bed almost made me cry. My muscles and joints ached. Doing laundry was monumentally challenging, and exercise seemed utterly impossible. Fortunately, the last of the Scotcheroos were eaten up by noon, and a week’s-worth of healthy meals was planned. At 6 pm, I forced myself onto the elliptical machine and slogged out 45 minutes at a moderately-low effort. Immediately, I felt better.

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