Rhythmic?

How seriously should I take the word rhythm? Supposedly the human body longs for rhythmic patterns in food, exercise, breathing, sleep and many other bodily functions (What about sex? I am not sure…). But how literally should I take this longing? This has always been the essence of my existence: A weekly schedule of “practice” (be it track, softball, swim team, soccer—it depended on the season). But, change is good, right? Maybe spontaneity and surprise makes one more joyful and relaxed? Or, maybe even my love partnership should be based on a contrived schedule of “nights when we…”? I have battled with this concept every minute since I returned home, for my life has shifted to a rigid routine of agenda-ful ways for me to spend most waking hours.

Over the summer this was not true, in fact as we traveled in South America there were many days when we woke and decided to hike and see the sun (and that took us until the sun decided to call it a night), but there is no time to chase the sun now. In fact, there are not enough hours for me to even cross off more than one agenda-item. I find that my list jumps along the calendar as each day passes (figuratively for I refuse to own/use an agenda). So, back to the topic at hand…should I make each day of the week a “make-my-body-more-rhythmic” day? Meaning, should Monday night be yoga night, Tuesday be morning run and long walk, Wednesday be morning run and yoga, Thursday evening be peaceful run with Anna and Emily, Friday be THE DAY OF REST, Saturday be morning bike ride, Sunday be long run and then hit repeat.

Oh, and this is just the schedule I would use to organize my exercise rhythm. What about my personal rhythm? I could have Monday be yoga with Aaron and Jaime night, Tuesday be a long walk with as many peeps as possible, Wednesday night be just me time at yoga, Thursday evening with my life-long running partners with long slow meal afterwards (this is already confirmed for the duration of the school year), Friday will be when I make dates with my friend-circles, and then the weekend will include varied exercise times plus more than two days worth of desired activities.

Oh, but hold up one more time... We didn’t remember the fact that I am a teacher, thus I work about 15-20 hours a week at home (after the school day ends). So now, should we go back through the schedule again to add to the daily lists…no need, right? My inner conflict is obvious: What does one do when there is just too much to do everyday? I am battling with the letting go of my free spirit, giving the freedom up for days full of a basically unattainable schedule of events? Yet, I feel disappointment and regret when I do not accomplish all of the “things” that flutter around my mind constantly. Maybe I will start with a regular sleep schedule, for sleep really is the only needed body-rhythm…well, I should say, sleep is an all-too powerful rhythm at this point in time, for me…maybe we can get together between 2-4 am on Thursday morning, are you free then?
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