Life According to Ginger: Lessons I Should Have Learned a Long Time Ago

Life According to Ginger: Lessons I Should Have Learned a Long Time Ago

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At least once a week since middle school, someone has reminded me: procrastinating is not a good idea. Yet here I am. It’s one in the morning. For the second night in a row, I’m writing papers that I’ve known about for weeks. I have ruined my entire weekend for myself (last night I was up till 3). What’s more, this is not the first time this has happened. The same scenario has played out pretty much every other weekend. I always get my work done, but several of my cherished eight hours of sleep are compromised. As are my grades—two of my professors (while giving me the stink eye) have announced that they know EXACTLY what 2 AM papers look like.

Which brings me to another life lesson, and another distinction between college and high school. Sleep is GREAT. It’s my favorite thing in the world now. Remember when we would beg our parents to let us stay up late so we could watch SNL? Now, if I say that I went to bed at 10, all my friends groan in jealousy and I do a victory dance. Plus, sleep is good for you and you need it! Or so they say, and it sure feels like they're right.

Another childhood lesson that, until recently, I just couldn’t wrap my head around: vegetables are good for you. Crazy, right? I haven’t been feeling great lately, and I just realized that I’ve been completely ignoring the little green bar of the food pyramid. Huh. I’ll choke down some cafeteria broccoli tomorrow. If I don’t get better within 30 seconds, I’ll probably just go get another piece of gooey butter cake—a dessert that until recently I had no idea existed (and as glad I am that it does, I’m a bit worried for my arteries. I’m starting to think that I should probably cut down on it, because it’s a “sometimes” food).

FINAL WORDS OF WISDOM: Exercise can feel good. I’ll admit it. Until I came here and actually started exercising semi-regularly, I was a nonbeliever. I HATED working out. The only time I ran (outside of the tennis season) was for the annual fitness test in Phys-Ed. It’s a miracle that I ran 8-minute miles—I know that’s not an especially good time, but if you sat on your butt as much as I did, you’d feel pretty proud of yourself, too. Plus, I don’t even count tennis as much exercise. Our team was (I’ll admit it) absolutely horrible—we would run a lap around the courts, then leisurely hit around, never running faster than a heavy jog, and NEVER (by all that is holy) breaking a sweat. Here, though, I actually ran more than a mile (it ended up being 1.67 miles), for the first time in my life. I worked out, voluntarily, and I liked it. It felt good. So weird.

Ginger’s Song of the Week: OK. Trust me on this one. Or don’t. Either way, I think it’s completely awesome. Normally I love Beethoven, and am indifferent to Kanye, but this remix (yes. I know. Not what I normally listen to.) blows my MIND.

Are you turning into a sleeping, vegetable-eating, exercising machine??

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Topics: exercise, sleeping, life according to ginger, working out, college life, procrastinating

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