I don’t know about you, but right around this time of year, I start feeling the proverbial lead in my feet. It’s because I’ve gone at full-speed-ahead mode all year and then, like a battery coming to the end of its cycle, I start petering out. My physical and mental energy abandon me.
When I think about it, it doesn’t really make sense. While we mark our lives by a calendar, our bodies don’t. Our bodies don’t know the difference between December 3, August 25, or February 28.
Yet it seems as if many of us have somehow synced our bodies to the calendar.
Of course, there are practical reasons for this: cycles of work, onset of holidays, etc. And that means that unless something in my life changes, there’s no way to break out of that.
On the other hand, some people are energized by this time of year. The holidays get them into a good mood, they feel productive, and are geared up to start a new year. To those people, I say mazel tov.
As for me, I’m going to switch from wine to wassail, up the chocolate quotient, double my dosage of B12, get a tree and inhale as much pine smell as I can, and hope for the best.
Since this is my last post for Women & Words for the year—Hootenanny coming atcha soon!—I’ll take this opportunity to wish you the best holiday season, whichever holiday you celebrate. And whether you celebrate anything or not, be safe out there, look out for each other, and stay vigilant. And may the new year bring better and brighter things.