Sleep has a love hate relationship with many of us. Its benefits cannot be denied: it has been claimed to be linked to weight loss, concentration, mood, attractiveness, long life, memory and overall better health to name a few. But despite knowing some or all of the facts, most people (myself included) find ourselves 'burning the candle at both ends'.
I am so tired I want to crawl up my own ass and have a nap. Yes, not the first place that springs to everyone's mind as a retreat of choice. However, I need somewhere, dark, un-crowded and most importantly somewhere no one (namely my small humans) would even think I would be. A place they would be too shit scared to even look.
Sleep has been so undervalued that being deprived of it has become a boast. However, when you factor in The Third Metric, this anti-sleep mentality suddenly seems ridiculously skewed. After all, what's the point of attaining all that solvency and influence if you're so tired you stumble through it all like a zombie?
I hate days like this because I don't want to do this anymore and I dislike myself for not wanting to do this anymore. I miss my old life, not because it was more fulfilling, not by any stretch, merely because it wasn't this; it wasn't 'today'. I miss the life I took for granted whilst watching repeats of programmes I didn't even enjoy very much the first time I watched them.
With April Fools' Day doing its best to upset the news agenda this week - at times on Tuesday it was hard to work out what was true, and what was the work of some reporter's overactive imagination - sifting through the inside pages required a healthy dose of skepticism. Our hearts and bodies got a lot of column space this week, with health headlines dominated by the news that it's seven portions of fruit and veg we need a day, not the five we originally thought. Meanwhile, another report suggested it's actually friends we really need to keep healthy.
What does it take to be an NFL fan in the UK? Allow me to paint a picture. It's 4am and I am sitting up in bed with headphones on, wearing Chicago Bears pyjamas, clutching a Chicago Bears mascot teddy bear and wearing a Bears blanket as a cape, because when I wear this we don't lose, or at least we don't lose as often...