Confessions of an Energizer Bunny

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I Got Labeled


 Cave Day, Crash Day, 9 hours of sleep ... all part of my lifestyle

On Friday mornings, I teach water aerobics. This primarily consists of me standing on the pool deck, playing my favorite music, yelling at my elders about burning it out. I don't expect them to know what "it" is, but they better make it burn. One protein shake, 3 water bottles, and four hours -- it's basically a party and a half.

Thus yet again, I have been dubbed "The Energizer Bunny." This happened in highschool volleyball, happened at camp (both summers), in college working in student government, and now as a Fitness Fanatic.

There's a Secret Formula

Once per week, someone asks me if they can have some of what I am taking. Well, here is my formula for an energetic lifestyle:

1. Sleep A LOT - Back in high school, I laid awake for about 2 hours before falling asleep. That was a draining lifestyle. Here are my current sleep needs:

  • 3-5 mg of melatonin 
  •  eating
  •  8-12 ounces of water
  • 68 degrees 
  • 1 alarm 
  • mental routine of leaving that day, and looking forward to the next
I sleep 8-9 hours regularly. I only nap if my body needs it. I DO NOT BELIEVE IN SLEEP DEPRIVATION. What is the point? No one is going to give me an award for being tired. 


2. Caffeine - Yeah! Not sugar, caffeine. I did a lot of research and found that the best one is the 5 Hour Energy. No sugar, no crash, no caffeine headache, no preparation, and are fully versatile between the office and triathlon training. People give me lots of excuses. I don't care, honestly. If you want to have what I have, then drink what I drink. My liver is doing great, just had it tested and its super healthy.

3. Mental Existence - I practice accepting what I can't change. I always say my feelings out loud to myself. I am not a victim of my choices. I do what I want to do. And when I HAVE to do something, I wait until I want to do it, because then I am happier about it.

4. CAVE DAY - once per month, I don't leave my house. My schedule for that day reads "CAVE DAY" so that I don't schedule anything that day. I stay at home, I watch netflix, I read, I clean, I sleep, I don't talk on the phone, but I might e-mail or text people. But I believe in the POWER of Cave Day. I choose to love Cave Day and never feel guilty about it.

5. 98% Extrovert - yep, this one is tough because its genetic. The more people I talk to, the happier I am. Which makes it very easy for me to be around large groups for days.

6.  The Crash - Oh, I crash. This Energizer Bunny dies. The crash slowly builds, then when crash day comes, I cry at everything, I am angry, I feel meaningless, I take about 3 baths. When the crash day coincides with a day I have to be at work: a lot of chocolate is consumed. I typically call one friend, and I yell alone in my house about how my life is going nowhere. Trevor thinks my crash days are great, and explains that my intensity never waivers: what goes up, must come down.

Stuff I Don't Do

  • smoke weed
  • deprive my body of nutrients, sleep, or warmth
  • say yes to things I don't want to do
  • use social media aimlessly
  • "get distracted" easily
  • spend time where it doesn't matter
  • eat processed food, soda, or excessive amounts



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