Improving my balancing act
I feel like lately when I sit down to blog, I first make a list of excuses as to why it’s taken me so long.
It’s not that writing this has become unimportant to me. Because that’s not true.
It just seems like this semester, and the last, were a series of unfortunate events. For instance, since I’ve last blogged, I got sick, had to get a set of foot X-rays, was put on crutches, applied for summer jobs, and covered a “constitutional crises” for my school paper.
But here’s my vow: no more excuses.
As I head into finals, which are a month away, but feel as though they’re tomorrow, it gets easy for me to start ignoring things that I enjoy doing. Like most people, I start by sacrificing sleep. And then I stop going to the gym. And then I stop blogging. And then I stop hanging out with my friends. And then … you get the picture.
Over the past couple of days, I’ve been trying to figure out if all that is really necessary.
I know I need to make sacrifices to keep my grades up, but at what cost?
Every semester, around this time, I see kids everywhere competing over who’s gotten the least sleep and who’s done the most work. I give these kids credit mainly because I avoid sacrificing sleep like the plague. It’s really one of the things I love most in the world.
It’s constantly a balancing act between my sanity and doing well. I think, like most people, I sacrifice the “unnecessaries” first.
I went back to the gym today. It meant keeping a tighter schedule and cutting out the procrastinating, but it was worth it.
I also listened to the Yankee game while writing one of my papers. (As an aside, Happy Belated Opening Day! And as a reminder to all you Sox fans, it’s not April that matters. We’ll see you in October. )
It’s small things like this that will get me through the next few weeks and life.
For weeks now, I’ve made excuses, saying “Oh next week it will be better.” Or “In a few days, I’ll have handed in this paper.”
But I’ve come to the conclusion: I’ll always be busy and there will always be one more paper.
It’s time I accept it and step up to the plate.