I usually put music over these mirror videos. Today I’m talking, because this is the week I refuse to be what society calls “gentle with myself”. We are sitting in wildfire smoke here in the Okanagan. You can’t go outside. There’s no sun. And every single day there’s a chance you get told to evacuate. The kind of situation where nobody would blame you for letting it all slide right now. Skip the workout. Order in. Stay up. “Be kind to yourself.” I’m 50, and I did the opposite. I got more sleep, not less. I got every single workout in. I got my food tighter than it’s been in months. And I feel really, really good, in a week where I have no say in anything. You’re not imagining what this does to you. Of 2,000 adults surveyed through the Australian bushfire smoke, over half reported anxiety or feeling depressed, about half slept worse, and women reported it more than men (Rodney 2021, Frontiers in Public Health). I’m not against rest. Sleep is rest. Food is rest. Three episodes and a...