I'm sure we can all agree that being sick...sucks! Your whole body feels tired, your throat burns, your nose is chaffed from all the tissue, and you constantly try to remember just how good you had it when you were able to breathe through both nostrils. It being flu season and all, I know quite a few folks with the sniffles. Last month, I was in the same boat! I know I don't have a real job these days, but I'm not sure how I did it back in the day when I would be sick and still have to work long obnoxious shifts. Torture! Secretly, however, I do rather enjoy one aspect of being ill. The sleeping without feeling guilty part! Sleeping is one of my top 10 all-time favorite activities actually. The thing is, I don't sleep at night (that's when my creative juices flow), yet sleeping during the day is frowned upon (and also highly counterproductive in today's society). I always feel terribly guilt-ridden! But not when I'm sick! It's all justified. I sit in my nice cozy bed, wrapped up and watching Netflix judgment-free (from myself). I have come to learn, however, that it's a slippery slope.
Once all cozied up in bed, even though sick, you have some relief. You tell yourself, once you get better, you'll be up and at em. After a couple of days...then a couple more just for good measure, when you DO start to feel better, you might just find yourself still cozied up in that bed. You've become accustomed to it by now. It becomes a harder habit to break the longer we let ourselves give in. The cement starts to dry after a while, and before you know it, only a jackhammer can get you out! I suppose that's even how I managed to work while sick way back when. I was USE to working all the time, so it was no big deal working under an array of circumstances. But now that the momentum has long gone, thinking of working how I use to back then seems unfathomable.
Thinking of this in a broader sense, it's incredible the things that us humans can get accustomed to. Almost anything! Think of something you do every single day or even every single week. Now imagine NOT doing that thing. It would be pretty unusual right? But after a while of not doing that thing, you'd be surprised how "normal" your life would start to feel again. Scientifically speaking, even our bodies can change to get more used to something. It is said that humans are generally quick to adapt to change despite being resistant to it initially. This is true biologically, socially, and culturally . Because of cultural adaptations, people have adapted to almost all of earth's terrestrial habitats. For example, in a tropical climate, the body form has adapted genetically in a more tall and lean stature to 'lose heat' and a shorter/wider stature to conserve heat in more artic or mountain climates . It's all very fascinating!
The thing is, how do we know what changes, that we've become accustomed to, are good or bad? How do we inspire better changes and decrease the others? In the middle of being stuck in whatever thing which we've adapted, it's hard to see beyond the scope of our normalcy. We do not view "normal" as a threat. We do not see "normal" as bad at all. It's just regular. Sleeping, in theory, IS normal. So what's the problem? Going back to good ole science to help us with this problem, an object at rest does, in fact, stay at rest...unless of course... acted upon by a FORCE . Sounds pretty harsh, but "force" is really the only thing that will change our state. Waking up in the morning, you don't just float out of bed. Sometimes, you really have to convince yourself that it's worth getting out of. Like, a literal conversation! I know you've all done it before, let's not act like we haven't. Now all we have to do is replace the word "force" with another word...motivation.
All in all, comfortability is tricky. It feels awesome and seems like a special treat at first, but after it becomes normal, it can quickly become complacency. If you look up one day and find yourself in a situation similar, the best thing to do is jolt yourself out of it all with as much force as you can muster. That's how people get over hills, that's how objects at rest become objects in motion! That's how a defibrillator makes a heart starts working again! Ripping the band-aid off slow will just make you wanna not rip it off at all, ya know? Sheesh, how many metaphors can I squeeze into one paragraph?? But I'm sure you get it. I know that I for one have been in the middle of some very debilitating habits lately that I need to get out of. I also need to stop making up random excuses and justifications for why I haven't changed yet (i.e. it's too cold to get outta bed, I'm just making double extra sure I'm still not sick, I have no plans today anyway). There's never a right time to do anything, just gotta do it. Do it fast and do it quick. it'll be unusual at first, and probably met with some resistance... but as quickly as we fell into the bad habit, we can learn to just as quickly fall back out!
P.s. I do actually distinctly remember one day when I was pretty sick at work. I was working as a hostess at the fancy lounge place. My manager wouldn't send me home, so I went to get a beverage to soothe my throat at least. I had a bunch of hot toddies (which is basically warm whiskey). It turned out to be a pretty fun evening!
P.p.s. Today I even made a conscious effort to not blog in bed (which I usually do), I did it on my couch! If only my apartment was big enough, I'd even get a desk. Very profesh.
P.p.p.s. A very good trick I use to do when I had to get out of bed earlier more often... put your phone all the way across the room. Almost everyone I know sleeps with it right next to them, making it so much easier to just stay in bed while you scroll away. A perfect recipe for prolonged horizontalism!