I don't know why the selfishness of others continues to amaze me, but it does. I've been watching the Facebook page of an event that is coming up, wondering if it'd be cancelled due to the corona virus. I suspected it would be, but wanted to know if there would be a refund on tickets already purchased. Yesterday, the event was cancelled, and the some of public's comments following the announcement were ridiculous - some people were expressing extreme outrage that their plans were ruined, regardless that the event was cancelled due to the health concerns of those in attendance (and the health of those they'd come in contact with afterward). Others expressed opinions that seemed as if they were in total denial that the virus is a real concern.
Stay safe out there folks - use common sense, follow guidelines set forth by the CDC, and your state and local municipalities regarding conditions in your area....
...but in light of some other people's opinions, don't assume everyone will do the same.
I got out two days in a row last week, but didn't take a grocery list with me and forgot a lot of stuff I needed. I had to take the dog to get a haircut last Tuesday, and ran errands while I was at it. Got gas, got medication, did banking for the Church because I take up the Sunday School money, count and deposit it, and pay for the literature, etc. with it. Stopped at my bank to put part of the loan money I got back into a CD and to discuss some things. The discussion needed another person who wasn't at the bank, so made an appointment for the next day to take care of it then. So, I just got a part of what I needed from the grocery store, since I would be back in town the next day. And I forgot to get onions, toilet paper, and other stuff. Now I'm wondering if I should make do with what I have, or get out and do another grocery run. I might like it if there's very little traffic and groups of people. But then, there's all this rain. I've managed to not drive in it very often, and it keeps me from getting out when I need to. I can go all Winter without getting a cold, so I'm not too worried. But it'd be my luck to get this thing the one time I get out.
I saw this article, Joxie, and thought of you. It offers some tips and coping skills - a mindset actually - on how to forge through the dark days of winter without the dark mood that, for some people, comes with it.
As a kid, I loved Autumn, and the day/night changes didn't bother me. So, I was trying to think back to when this depression during this time of year started. For one thing, the cold didn't effect me the way it did years later. My doctor would tell me that I was slightly anemic, but never said anything more about it. And since I started getting hot flashes, I've noticed that there are times the cold doesn't bother me so much. I was outside the other night, and I could see my breath. Before hot flashes, I would have been shivering, and I wasn't all that cold. But there were other nights where the cold froze me to the bone. It just has to do with how my internal oven is fairing.
I think the long nights first started bothering me when I worked at a job with 10-hour days. I'd leave for work in the dark, and come home in the dark. Sometimes I worked in a room with a window or several, but eventually, I worked in a metal shed with no windows to look out of ... so I wouldn't see light until break time. The break room had a roll of windows. (It was an old school building.) On nice days I might walk outside, but that was rare. Also, when I first started the job, we were not allowed to have music. (For about three years, IIRC.) So, I'd spend those 10 hours with no light and no music. There were days where eternities went by before it was time to go home. I hated that job. They did the 10-hour days to have a three day weekend, but that very rarely happened. We usually had to work 8-hours on Friday. (I did love that though. Not having to work on a Saturday.) --- So, I'm thinking this got me in the habit of dreading Autumn/Winter, and the long nights. I remember times, leaving work at 5:30pm, and getting so excited when I could see the last rays of sunlight still showing. Well, in January, that is. And the time change made it so much more drastic. So, September/October to January are the hardest months, until February ... When it warms up in February, and I know Spring is coming, and then it turns Winter again ... February is a hard month as well.
So, it seems to be an emotional thing that I've trained my body to do, I guess.
Dang, what horrible sounding working conditions. I'd hate to not be able to see outside all day, even if the sun isn't shining. It's certainly easy to see how a person could get depressed in a situation like that.
So, it seems to be an emotional thing that I've trained my body to do, I guess.
It's unfortunately easier to learn emotional responses than it is to unlearn them, but it can be done. I know you work on it by recognizing when you start to get depressing thoughts, and push them away. Keep at it!
I've had some pop into my head over the last few weeks. I gave into them for a wee bit, having myself a pity party. I think that as long as I pay attention, I can stay on top of it. It's when it sneaks up on me and I'm too into it to realize what's happening that I have a meltdown. It will be nice if one day I can go through Autumn without having to prepare myself, and without it sneaking up on me ever again. Maybe some day.
And since I started getting hot flashes, I've noticed that there are times the cold doesn't bother me so much. I was outside the other night, and I could see my breath. Before hot flashes, I would have been shivering, and I wasn't all that cold.
Hhhmmm...maybe you can use the hot flashes to your advantage in this case. They gotta be good for something, right?
It's been proven the the outdoors is good for mental health, helping to relief stress, depression, and anxiety. If you can get outside more during the winter because you're not as cold, then maybe it'll help with your seasonal depression.
Unfortunately, my hot flashes prefer to pop up at inconvenient times. They refuse to do me any favors. As of right now, they’re not roasting me out of the blue, cooking me alive. They’ve been more like overheating, if that makes sense. They’re still a pain in the rear, but they’re much, much easier to put up with. Maybe one day they’ll be gone, or pop up less and less often.
I’ve been doing more walking of late. I haven’t even let the hot, humid weather stop me. My feet have gotten better. They don’t bother me as much, sometimes not at all, when I walk. I’ve been trying to remember to stretch the tendons and muscles on the bottom of my feet every day. Supposedly, the tendons tighten and become less flexible. When I first started doing exercises, it felt crunchy whenever I scrunched my toes down, or pulled them back to stretch the soles. Bend and flex.
I had seen or read that it helped to work the feet in both directions. And I felt the crunch tons more when I bent the toes/feet downward. There is no crunch now, so it seems I got that problem all worked out. But my feet feel better, and bother me less, if I bend and stretch them often throughout the day, every day. I’m wondering if standing on concrete floors for ten hour days throughout the seven years I worked at that awful factory is the cause of my foot problems. Something else I inherited from that place.
Last Edit: Oct 8, 2020 11:08:09 GMT -6 by Mini Mia
Glad your feet aren't bothering you like they did, that stretching helps, and you're able to get out and do some walking. I'd guess standing on concrete for that long at your job definitely had an effect on your feet, especially if you didn't have shoes that are made for standing on hard surfaces for long periods of time - shoes have come a long way in the last couple of decades; there's a shoe now, it seems, for every type of abuse we put our feet through.
I wore tennis shoes. Nothing fancy. I'm kind of wondering if it's because I don't stretch my calf muscles like I used to. I had a couple of stair steps in my bedroom, and I would step on the balls of my toes on the edge of a step ... then get up on my tippy-toes, and then hang my heels down as low as I could. I didn't have that when I moved out on my own, so stopped doing it. Maybe I should find some kind of step where I do that again.
But my feet feel better, and bother me less, if I bend and stretch them often throughout the day, every day.
It's good you stretch every day, even without the stair steps; keep it up. The boss lady and I were just talking stretching this Saturday - she does a stretching routine every morning; I tend to wait to stretch until I'm so stiff I can't move, or my muscles are in pain from overwork, then kick myself for not doing something so simple as spending 15 minutes or so a day to keep things loose and limber. BP keeps trying to get me to do her daily yoga routine with her, and though I have a handful of times, our schedules don't often coordinate.
I have books on Yoga and Pilates, but all I do is look at the pictures. I've yet to do more than that. I really do need to figure out an exercise routine and get to moving. I have hula hooped a few times over the last few days though. I've always liked doing that. I've thought about trying to jump rope again, only this time starting out very slowly, as last time my ankles started to bother me.
BP likes "Yoga with Adriene". She's got a YouTube channel that offers all kinds of different routines, each of them probably around 15 minutes more or less. Each time I've done yoga with BP, I've said something like, "OMG, my lower back is killing me" or "my neck and shoulders are so stiff, I can't move" and she's found a "Yoga with Adriene" video for those specific problems.
The routines I've done have been very easy to follow, and not difficult to perform.
Thanks. I subscribed. I’ll check it out when I get on my laptop later. There are some trainers that have combined Yoga and Pilates exercises together. Seems like the best way to go if you love both. I believe both routines are supposed to have different benefits, so combining them seems like a smart idea.