When this semester first began, I thought I was ready to go. I thought I knew exactly how much stress and work was ahead of me. That was until things really started to get into action. In terms of classes, I know I can manage them, as I always do. At the same time, I have picked up a lot more commitments than I have had in the past, such as serving on my sorority’s executive board, having jobs while on campus, and managing my other activities, such as Her Campus. I have also been trying to maintain my own health by going to the gym. I have not been to the gym in a week or so, and I know I genuinely just did not have the time with sorority recruitment, exams, and a multitude of other responsibilities I had to attend to this week. Now that I am back to my normal schedule, I am doing my best to get back into the swing of things. I am waking up early to make time for the gym and ensuring that I go to sleep at a reasonable hour so that I can do that.
As September went on, I found myself staying up later and later which started contributing negatively to my lifestyle. Over the summer, I went to bed (on average) at 10:30 p.m. While being here, I have found myself staying up well past midnight. By sticking to a certain bedtime routine, I am sure I will be able to find myself living happily and healthily, as I was before. I had my first three exams and recruitment all in the same week, and it still feels as though I am trying to catch up and successfully find my routine again, but little changes are helping.
Little changes can even mean not being so hard on yourself. I have been pretty hard on myself about not working out over the past week, or not eating enough food or saving enough money, but I have realized that those are all temporary things that can be fixed easily. With a little effort toward being a better me every day, I am able to see that those failures were temporary. As you live, you learn. I have been trying to remind myself that this happened before in the past. I have been stressed out and lost track of my routine, but it does not make me a bad person just because I lost track of myself.