Walking a dog is supposed to be good for your health. What they don’t say is what type of dog. I had a dog, a 100 pound German Shepherd dog, that was difficult to walk. She pulled at her leash until she was hoarse. I’d listen to her wheeze and cough like she was a smoker, but it didn’t stop her. In my mind it didn’t make any sense. Why would she keep pulling so hard if it caused pain?
Ha! But don’t I do the same. This last week was a busy one, and the week before and so on. For approximately 2 months my office has been working overtime, catching up. Orders need entered and claims must be sent. You know how it is. We pull ourselves up and stop whining. And once the adrenaline kicks in we’re immortal. We can clean the closet, run a race, groom the dog, wash the car, mow the lawn, give blood, and feed the family. Right? Then it stops.
I realize I was like Crystal, my big lap dog of a German Shepherd, who didn’t know when to slow down. When your body and mind finally realized it’s exhausted, it starts shutting down. Some of us get headaches, others get the flu. As much as I’d like to preempt this, I also realize that I’m task driven and if it’s there, I will do. Just like my dog. I will pull at the leash and wheeze and choke the whole way. The best I can do at this moment is allow myself to crash. Ease up on the pressure I apply and like a fellow blogger put so perfectly, The Virtues of Lowering Expectations,
When we expect ourselves to do everything “to the very best of our abilities,” where do we think we’ll get more of the time, energy and focus necessary to be ABLE to do everything equally well and at the top of our game?
- Some of us will shut down in overwhelm, then beat ourselves up for our inability to activate, which makes things worse.
- Some of us have discovered how to transform expectation pressure into a brain-stimulating adrenalin rush that allows us to slip into a getting things done perfectly state of hyperfocus that is just as disabling.
We wear ourselves down to a nub long before we realize we haven’t been functioning very well, so not much of anything was actually accomplished.
Finally exhausted, we slip into depressive ruminations when we can’t “make ourselves” keep up that pace.
There’s a book I read years ago called Three Black Skirts. Basically, it’s organization for young women. Keeping balance, it stated, was necessary for being healthy. I used to think that if I was going to do anything, I’d have to do it forever, such as writing 1000 words a day. I realize now that if something is more pressing, such as working overtime, then it’s okay to let up on other things. Balance is the key. I’m not abandoning an activity, I’m merely postponing or minimizing. Less wheezing. Less pulling at the leash. More at ease with life.
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LOVED IT. Thanks for the reference.
If I made sure I took your advice (and my own), maybe my articles would be shorter. Ha! (but then, I do luv me some words)
I’ll be linking.
xx,
mgh
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lol re: ” like she was a smoker” – always love your language!
I had a Shih Tzu who was like that too. Stayed by my side like soldier in formation off-lead, but no way she was going to cooperate with that @#$% halter!! A dog-trainer friend swore he could get her to do it, but she simply laid down on her side (and I had to stop him after a few feet of dragging).
Back to rest of article now . . .
xx, mgh
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Too funny!
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You should have seen it! My friend couldn’t believe it – and he swore that if he were to drag her around the block she’d give up and walk. Like THAT was something I was going to allow. xx, mgh
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Excellent post!
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Thanks!
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