The sun is gone.
I hate this time of year.
March 6th 1997 I moved 13,000 miles. I grew up in the Southern Hemisphere, spent my entire childhood thinking winter were the months where it didn’t rain & the temperature got to 15 degrees. That’s celsius by the way, not fahrenheit. The first thing I said stepping off the plane was “send me back, it’s far too cold here”
The first winter, snow was a novelty but the long, dark evenings threw me. The need for layers was weird, I grew up not owning a coat, or gloves or even a scarf. The height of summer in the UK & I was wearing a jacket, 20 degrees was NOT warm.
I’m acclimated to the summer in the UK, more or less. There are a few days a year where I will admit it’s “quite warm” but once it hits late October, I’m a different person & it takes me aaaaaaaages to sort my head out. This year seems to be harder than previous years….I could hazard guesses to why, but after chatting to a few of my peers, I think it may be SAD.
I’m not diagnosed but a few symptoms are there, but I don’t want to say I have it without a GP & I don’t think it’s at the point where I need medical intervention. This week and last have been hard, despite eating right & continuing to cycle, getting up to go to the gym was overwhelming; to the point where I had like 4 rest days in a row (not 100% rest, I still cycle every day) My alarm would go off & I’d snooze for an hour & a half, despite knowing rush hour is a ballache to cycle in, I didn’t really care.
I didn’t really want to leave the confines of my house, I like it in here, it’s safe & comfortable and I don’t have to deal with people. However, I still got up (albeit too late to train) still cycled & still went to work. Some cycle journeys have been a massive slog, others have been quite enjoyable, but nevertheless; the changing of the seasons has completely messedup my head.
Until today. My lovely husband woke me when my alarm went off as he knew I’d not been to the gym in a few days (me not training means my back pain can return, & no one wants that) I got up, he made me a GLORIOUS pot of fresh coffee & I made it to the gym.
Saturday’s in the gym are a new thing for me as my time is extremely limited due to having to be at work before 9am, so i tend to train intuitively. Today I opted for lats training as I can’t remember the last time I trained them. On occasion I’ll film part of my session, today was such an occasion (just getting into the gym made me happier!!)
As you can see, it may still be double digits outside, but I’ve switched from leggings & vest to Adidas ClimaWarm gear (which, BTW is incredible!!)
So, yeah. I hate the weather, I hate my mind, I hate people in general but today taught me that no matter how much I am feeling gloomy, it’s good to get up, inhale as much coffee as possible, layer up & go and train. If you’re like me, you’ll feel a fuck ton better for doing so 🙂