It’s Spring Break for Main Stacks, so there are no 8pm-midnight dance practices after I get home from my full-time job, and no 12+ hour competition day this weekend. And yet, I’ve only woken up well rested one day this week. What’s wrong with me? Well, I’ve had trouble sleeping.
I’ve been accruing sleep debt for weeks now, my body is exhausted, and I’ve been perpetually sick for a month. But there’s one sentence that prevents me from letting my body do what it’s supposed to do. It has occupied my mind in the past, and I’m sure it has settled into your brain at some point, too. It goes something like this:
I can’t sleep, I need to figure out how I’m going to meet that deadline tomorrow.
I can’t sleep, I need plan out everything I need to get done on Saturday.
I can’t [sleep, eat, exercise, or other action critical to maintaining health], I need to [do something that isn’t really as important].
It’s a big fat lie. With every year that goes by, I’m learning that there are fewer and fewer things worth sacrificing sleep for. Here’s why: Continue reading