As I type tonight…I. Am. SO. Tired.
Today I was at work for close to 12 hours…
I helped out as an advisor to some of the newer instructors for most of the day. I worked in the office and planned out much of what needed to be done for our upcoming camps. I was informed that I had a short presentation to give at the meeting in the evening and was also trusted with assisting a fellow coach later in said meeting.
The presentation went pretty well, and I was frankly honored to be respected enough to work with my fellow coach as we endeavored to correct some of our coworker’s strokes and give them pointers on how to teach technique.
Everything today was wonderful and I feel extraordinarily fulfilled and very lucky to be respected and held in such regard.
However as previously stated, I. am. tired. …and I’ve never felt more overjoyed to say so.
It’s a beautiful feeling because with all my body has been through recently, sleep and fatigue have been strange bedfellows as of late.
Sometimes I simply can’t sleep even though I’m tired. Other times, I feel exhausted even though I’ve done virtually nothing all day.
Today, I am tired in the best possible way. I’m tired in a way that indicates I worked hard.
I deserve this fatigue, and even now as I type this, I can feel my eyelids getting heavy.
I’m looking forward to the rest this weariness will provide, and feel good about the effort I put into acquiring it.
~all the love~