On Rest
05/16/09
At some point yesterday, between waking up feeling ‘meh’, and blaming it on allergies, and finishing my project-kickoff meeting with Chef Lilly, a sickness descended on my body. I didn’t really feel it until the excitement of the meeting wore off and I was able to relax a bit, but I could no longer blame it on allergies: I had a full-blown head-cold.
It became clear that I needed to rest. I’d had about 5 hours of sleep the night before (my own stupidity), but I had hoped to work productively through the afternoon and finish the evening with drinks with friends. My body had other plans.
I suck at the practice of resting.
So, I went home to rest. But here’s the problem:
I suck at the practice of resting.
The practice of resting?
I’m a very driven person. I tend toward busyness and I’m content with juggling a lot of projects and a full schedule. But the only way this lifestyle works is if I set aside time to rest.
I love and hate rest. Rest comes in many forms. For me it can be sitting at a coffee shop with a good book, working on something fun that isn’t on my to-do list, running/hiking, or spending a bit of time with a small group of friends.
I love that rest rejuvenates me. I think differently when I rest. I often have good ideas or solve problems while at rest. Rest gets me excited for the next round of productivity.
I hate that rest can force me to slow down enough to examine areas of my life that aren’t going the way I want. I hate that I often don’t feel productive when I rest. The to-do list sits idle. Projects sit un-launched.
I hate that rest does not fit into my schedule or on my to-do list – that it often becomes necessary at times when I haven’t made room for it. I hate that rest can force me to slow down enough to examine areas of my life that aren’t going the way I want. I hate that I often don’t feel productive when I rest. The to-do list sits idle. Projects sit un-launched.
These are all signs that I need to better refine my practice of resting.
Make it a thing.
One of my tendencies is to work until I need to rest. To work until I just can’t be productive any more. Somehow, twisted in my mind, this makes sense. Work until you can work no more. Then rest just long enough to squeeze a bit more work out.
I need to make rest a thing: an actual activity that’s not only ok, but part of life.
This reflects a messed up idea that rest is something to be avoided at all costs. I need to make rest a thing: an actual activity that’s not only ok, but part of life. Something to plan and make time for, something to look forward to. I need to be better at giving myself permission to rest.
I’ve actually achieved a semblance of balance in this area before – but only for short periods of time in my life, never as a long-term practice. So here’s to moving forward – to being healthy (in more than just the physical sense). That’s really what this post is about. Calling out something I need to change and making a bit of a public declaration to “do better.” If you’re in a similar position, hopefully something I said resonated and you’ll join me.
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Comments
sj
Carl Jung said “Hurry is not of the Devil; it is the Devil.”
My wife and I recently started trying to have a formal Sabbath day each week. Which, in our case, has meant not doing chores, not doing side projects, etc. Trying not to trade one type of work for another.
It’s been borderline impossible to pull off so far – the itch to “do something” rears its head almost immediately. But we have managed to spend a ‘half-day’ not doing anything, which is a good start :)
gb
@sj – thanks for your comments. Amazing how “impossible” it sometimes seems to be at rest. As I’ve sat with this post a bit, I’ve realized I need two things (neither of which I’m good at):
The second one is even harder for me. Part of it is working for myself, or cash flow, or just simply not knowing what my project schedule will be in a few months, but those are all just excuses.
The moral is this: I live a better life and I’m actually more productive at my work if I get the needed rest. It’s just so hard to do in practice.
Sean Berger
Well said, Grant. Web designer/developer types are wired-up to be the same types of personalities. I live this EXACT life. Here are some quotes I agree with:
“I’m a very driven person. I tend toward busyness and I’m content with juggling a lot…”
“One of my tendencies is to work until I need to rest. To work until I just can’t be productive any more…Work until you can work no more. Then rest just long enough to squeeze a bit more work out.”
Personally, I’m finding that I become very unhappy when I live for a meaningful work life. This wears me out. And I stay up late hoping that something meaningful will happen outside of my work life. But I’ve found that I can make my work life meaningful if it’s not about me—to make someone else’s day enjoyable or meaningful. It’s a very achievable goal.
I don’t live to PLEASE others, but I try to live to make someone else’s day better than it was previous. Living to please others is a battle you will never win. And we’re not supposed to do that.
I’m not a goals person. I haven’t been for quite sometime. But I decided this past week that I’m going to become one. And of all the goals I have for myself, finally, I’m making some of them just randomly, great, entertaining, exhilarating ones. I’ve decided I need to breathe deeper each day. And tonight, that’s why I’m going out to play wiffleball with my friends. Yep. That’s right. That’s one of my goals for this summer. Play wiffleball—regularly.
Good post, Grant. I hope people are generous enough to comment.
Sean Berger
Still trying to wrap my head around this idea of rest. I stayed up too late this entire month. Next month will become more sane.
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