Slow Burn

I’m so busy. I can’t stop moving. I want to stop, but I can’t. At some point I realized I was exhausted, but before I could truly rest the way I wanted to, life started to pick up its pace. I went from being on E with no gas to forcibly filling up with Diesel to supercharge my way through summer. Looking at my calendar every day gives me hope and makes me weary. I’m working towards my goals but I’m overworking myself.

No one told me that when you become a mom “rest” becomes something that feels unattainable. Sleep is not the same. Not to mention, “resting” isn’t something you have the luxury to take whenever you please. I have an extraordinary amount of help, and I still feel like a zombie. Working a Full time, Part time, while never clocking out from Mommy time…it feels like too much.

I’ve noticed the theme of the yoga classes I teach lately are about slowing down. Even if it’s a Flow or Power class, I continuously remind them to go back to the breath and slow it down. It’s funny, I think I’m teaching the class for them, but I’m instructing what I’m slowly learning. What’s that you ask? Exhaustion is no place to call home. It will lead to never ending stress, which eventually turns into burnout and regret. If you keep it up you’ll be living in a smoke filled cloud of fatigue.

 If you’ve zoomed past your breaking point and are still trying to chug along. I suggest you take a moment and ask yourself why are you pushing so hard? Who is going to pay the cost when you break down? And when you break down, how are you going to deal with everything that has to be repaired? I’ve pushed myself through the past 2 months and literally didn’t even realize it had been 2 months. Is that a way to live? You and I both know that it’s not. Maybe there’s something you have to give up. Maybe there’s someone who can help. There has to be another way. Fill up on the truth that your health is more important than doing it all. You have to take care of you sis. Now slow down, so you can sit down.