I’m done. No more night shifts. I get to start the fun process of adapting myself to daylight living. You’d think it would be easy, but having shifted a few times before, I expect to be somewhat useless for a while. It’s sort of like wicked jetlag, but without the fun of travel. I’ve made grand plans for the next few days, but I expect to fail at all of them. By next week my energy level should be up to were I can try to feel productive.
One of the stranger things is going to be getting used to having an evening again. At my old schedule, I would leave for work at 9pm, be done work at 6am, and try to asleep by 7am. I would try to get eight hours of sleep, but I never could. It drove me nuts to think of how much day was slipping by. I’d often wake up after four or five hours, to restless to sleep. Which resulted in hour or sometimes longer naps, and a feeling of being rushed for the rest of the day.
It’s weird, now. I get to make and eat dinner with my beautiful wife, and then…not get ready for work. That’s all I’ve got so far. I don’t know what else to do. It feels kind of odd. I feel like I should be doing something, like I shouldn’t be home. That’s going to take a little bit to get used to, but I suspect I’m going to really enjoy taking advantage of a lot of opportunities I’ve had to pass up on before this.
Getting exercise is going to be odd, too. I’ve really relied on work for my fitness. Thirty kilometres of biking plus twelve kilometres of walking, five times a week? That’s some serious exercise to make up for, and I have no workout habits in place. I know what I’d do with a client…I’d tell them to start slowly, with easy exercises. Build up one small habit at a time, reward yourself for success and forgive yourself for failures, and add a new habit only when the current one is firmly entrenched. In the meantime, I’m going to have to cut back on the calories, which will be difficult. My body still anticipates lots of mileage, and wants to eat to support that.
I’ll have nature on my side. Humans aren’t really meant to be night creatures. Moving to daytime living will yield a hormonal boost that should be very beneficial. And my preferred workout is still outdoor and bodyweight, and doing that in the dark of night really sucks. For some reason, bodyweight workouts just feel better in the morning. As does longsword training!
We did notice, back in the Academie Duello days, that it just felt more natural to work with the longsword during the day, and the rapier at night. It might have had something to do with the quality of light. Morning classes had natural light, which lent the floors a beautiful golden glow on sunny days, and a warm soothing tone on rainy days. The lights at night brought out the classic, formal deep red tones in the wood. At home now, I have a wooden floor facing out on green lawn, hedges and trees.
I think I’ll start with rebuilding my flow routine, a mix of static strength postures and deep, low ground work. If that goes well, after a few weeks I’ll start adding in simple weapon drills. Basic point work and cutting exercises. I suspect a circle of some kind will be making an appearance on the floor after that…