John Lennon said, “Life is what happens when you are busy making other plans”. In my experience, life is what happens when you least expect it. That is what happened to me recently. Things were going alright, and bam! Just like that, I was bedridden. Two weeks of sudden illness, when you feel completely shitty, unable to do the most basic of things. Thankfully, the worst is probably behind us, and although it would take me another couple of weeks to recover from the weakness I am experiencing at the moment, getting back to work should help with the overall process. It should hopefully help me find my feet faster, and before I know it, I would be back to doing all that I love to do.
Few things that this whole episode helped me further underscore the importance of:
- Take better care of your body. No matter how well you think you are taking care of yourself, you need to do a better job at it. We subject our body through a lot of abuse and stress every single day of our lives, and it handles it all without any complaints. But it is the only true resource we can ever depend on. So we need to take better care of ourselves. Every single day.
- Keep yourself hydrated. We all realize the importance of good nutrition, and most of the time, we try to ensure that our body is getting the right levels of nutrition. But water intake is something we don’t think of most of the time. It just happens as it happens. That is something we need to change. Make a conscious effort to keep yourself hydrated all the time.
- Include some basic minimum level of exercise in your daily schedule. I try to write every single day. It is a part of my routine. Physical activity needs to be right there as well. It needs to be inculcated in the daily routine. You wake up, hydrate yourself (after that long spell of water deficiency you go through during your sleep), and then you work out for 10–15–20 mins. Then and only then you start your day.
- Adequate sleep. This is one sin I have always been guilty of. I have been able to adhere to a wake-up routine wherein I would leave the bed at a pre-decided time and get on with my day, irrespective of when I crashed the night before. That’s got to change. The body needs a minimum number of hours of sleep, and you are not doing anyone a favor by depriving your body of that. “I’ll sleep when I am dead” will probably get you dead sooner than you realize.
So let us try to take better care of the one true resource I have this time, as I get back on my feet.