Monday, January 10, 2011
Before the Sunrise
This past weekend I ran some extra-long horseback riding lessons (camp-style) for some students. They were given by their parents as Christmas gifts in most cases, and while it does help to have this kind of activity during the winter to keep us from having to eat ramen noodles all season, I was dreading spending that kind of time out in the cold.
It ended up being pretty awesome once we got going. I had hot cocoa for the kids and aside from an occasional complain-y kid with cold fingers or toes (and one who wore riding boots instead of winter boots) everything went very smoothly and the kids had a great time. I ended up spending eight hours at the farm on Saturday and another nine on Sunday, so today was going to be my sleep in day... except all of that physical activity from the weekend has reawakened my inner-earlybird, the part of me that usually hibernates this time of year. I am pretty sorely affected by the shortened days. Whether it's "SAD" or just Gardener's withdrawl, I have no idea, but I do know that I'll spend days sitting around, depressed by the thought of anything other than just sleeping off the winter like a bad hangover.
This morning I practically sprung from my bed. It as grey, and pre-sunrise, and I found myself stretching and preparing for a run without even thinking about it. Before I knew it I was running the trail around the orchard listening to Iron & Wine with Calexico (In the Reins). I was more energetic and motivated than I have been since mid-October, and I found myself even more energized after the run. I did morning chores with a skip in my step, and split the rest of the wood in our diminishing pile (we're getting another cord+ of unsplit this evening). It wasn't until I got back up to the house that I realized the sun wasn't even peaking over the trees yet.
After all of this I thought I'd come in a relax and write up a blogpost, but I still had energy so I decided it was time to reintroduce myself to yoga, something I haven't done since early college. After an hour of yoga, I find myself curled up to a fantastic fire, un-daunted by the tasks ahead of me today and considerably more positive than I've been in weeks.
Apparently staying active is the best way for me to fight Season Affective Disorder, or Gardener's Withdrawl, or whatever it is that brings me so thoroughly down this time of year. Plus, after the yoga, my back has been in less pain than it has in months (less even than when I was adjusted by my friend-the-chiropractor).
I'm hoping to start getting some more input on my blog here. According to my blogstats I have many, many lurkers :)
How do you stay occupied during the winter? How do you cope with shorter days and less sunlight?