Thought for Food

So tired

brieflynoted:

What is my deal? I can barely keep my eyes open today? I don’t get it. I got 7 hours of sleep last night, but I feel like I got one. My 16 oz black coffee is not helping, and needless to say, neither is looking at my computer screen. Wake up, Erin!!! Jeez.

A health guru once described sleep to me this way:

For every hour we are awake, we collect a brick in the metaphorical backpack that we carry around in life.

For every hour that we sleep, we lighten our load by 2 bricks.

So in order to maintain well-rested equilibrium, we must sleep half the time we are awake (i.e., 8 hours a night). One or a few nights of less sleep do not immediately effect most of us, but if that balance is out of whack for too long, we end up with 30 bricks in our backpack. Even getting 7 or 8 hours of sleep doesn’t help much, and we drag ourselves around all day, as Erin is.

Every 2 or 3 weeks or so, I try to sleep 12 hours straight (if I can do so without feeling monumentally guilty). Then I’m back to some semblence of normal, for a few days.

Oh, New York….