It’s 5am and I’ve been up for sometime. I’m hoping I can bore myself to sleep by writing, so forgive me if this post is a stream of consciousness.
Up until recently, I’ve never had insomnia. True, I used to sleep very little, like 4 hrs, and many may remember that about me. It may have been leftover from bad habits in college (I can’t ever remember getting a full night’s rest). My parents don’t seem to sleep much either. But never did I lie awake at night. And when I started running I found I needed more sleep.
Now, strong correlation and repeated studies have found that tennis is too much fun that it’s keeping me up. I think about my match earlier in the night, replay points, listen to tips and imagine–dream–of an amazing forehand, or just the next time I’ll get to play. It’s pretty insane.
A friend said it’s healthy that I’m obsessing about tennis, and say, not work (like she is). I never thought about it that way. It has been awhile since I’ve been this passionate about something. Sometimes climbing excites me. I’ll come home from a usual night session at the gym and picture myself sending the hard problem I was working on. Or I’ll get really motivated to run all of a sudden, usually when a race is near. But this is a whole new level of fun and it is exciting, only the insomnia cannot be healthy.
Either I need to cut back on tennis–it really may not be a bad idea–or I need to figure out a way to mellow out before bed. I’ve heard warm milk helps. Chamomile tea. Exercise…yeah, no. Or doing crosswords to fall back asleep, though I tried that and got all excited about how I was about to finish one. Today was blogging, and it is admittedly challenging to really think clearly. Maybe I’ll try reading next. Any other tips out there?