Well at least in Canada again.
Haven’t hit the dance floor yet, but still working on jet leg. I worked today, but I am taking the rest of the week off in recognition that my body just needs a little more time than usual.
I was sick on the way home. I will tell you there is nothing worse than being sick on a plane as you are stuck in your seat with an audience. The good news is at least the plane wasn’t too full, and I had 3 seats to myself and could sleep between bumps of turbulence that just didn’t end well.
I am not too sure why I was sick, but there are several possibilities, all of which could contribute. I have been going pretty hard for two weeks, I was dehydrated thanks to my bank card not working in China, and my medication schedule was screwed up from the jet lag. Guess that made almost a perfect storm.
I slept more than 16 hours straight once I got home and honestly I can’t remember ever doing that since I was a teenager. Unfortunately doing so meant missing another dose of medication, so I am still feeling the effects of that. I am also reducing medication again, so like last time I am a little dizzy, nauseous, light-headed and fuzzy-headed. I feel better sleep-wise today, but hope my body will adjust to regular dosing by the weekend.
It seems like nothing is easy anymore, but all I can do is adjust as I go and remember that my body has been through a lot and give it a bit of a break.
The problem is that I am a little tired of giving my body a break.
In some ways, it is harder to not be reminded I had cancer now than it was while I was being treated. At least while I was being treated I expected to feel weak and sick. Now, I am just over it and want to get on with my life. Get back to normal. Medically, I probably have another year before my body fully recovers from everything.
But despite the difficulty in recovering, I am truly proud of what I accomplished over the last two weeks. I worked erratic hours, produced a lot of quality work and was able to get the job done. That is an achievement and a milestone in itself and I remind myself of that. I will take the time to recover and look forward to the next project.
I did have some time to reflect while I was away (11 hours on a plane has that effect!), and it was good to get some time away in that respect.
I have been feeling a little unmotivated lately. Not so much with dance, but in general. I came to realize that although I constantly adjusted my dance goals throughout this entire process, a part of me somehow figured that when all was said and done I could just pick up my life where I left off and resume those goals. What I have realized is that is not the case and I do have to adjust those bigger goals as well–I have to recognize that the things that once motivated me are no longer what motivates me now.
One of the biggest area of my life I am struggling with right now is fitness and weight. I am still carrying the 30 lbs I gained with chemo and I think part of me has been almost expecting it to just start to fall off at some point once I got back to things. That part of me has forgotten how much work it was to lose weight the first time and how it took a lot of discipline, patience and hard work. It’s not that I am not working hard now, I am just working different, and I haven’t adjusted to that.
I can feel myself resetting though, in a good way. I see the rehab specialist on Monday and I have already told her I want to focus on rebuilding cardio and overall fitness more so than weight. While I was away, I had a small email exchange with Boss to discuss the way ahead with dance too, as he left the decision of what to do up to me.
A plan is forming in all areas of my life and I can feel myself feeling better with it. I have given some long hard thought to what motivates me now, what has worked in the past and what I need to do to get to my goals. It is time to shift my focus back from dance and more onto me again–as it was in a lot of ways before I got sick. Initially, I didn’t dance just to dance, I danced for me. To improve my fitness. To be active. To be stronger. As I got stronger, so too did my dancing. In that respect, everything won.
So, I am resetting my goals and focus and seeing where it takes me. I have the tools, I just need to remember how to use them again. Monday is more or less ‘go’ day for me and I am working to have myself organized by then. The first thing is really just developing a regular routine and giving myself meaningful ‘mini-goals’ to strive for.
On the dance front, we are going to continue to work on the open routines. Boss has told me he is going to adjust my practice program some to combine drilling with mini-sequences, and we are going to dig more into my latin styling, which is the one thing that really stuck out to me in the videos from the competition. I am looking forward to my first lesson back which is tomorrow.
We are also going to work to put together the smooth routines for my next competition in January. At least I hope so. Boss hasn’t really said much about it, but it is one thing I truly want to do, so I hope he isn’t just stalling by staying quiet. It also means getting my third dress made.
It’s been a lot of flux lately and a lot of changes, but I am confident I will get back on track. In the end it is just one day at a time.
One step forward and two steps back is not a disaster, it’s a cha cha.