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Originally Posted by Briscoe
(Post 1368280)
Also,
What the hell were you doing in grad school? I'm jelly of your experience. By the time I got out of grad school, I had about 50 extra pounds I had to burn off.
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I had a very regimented life and was extremely focused, that's it. I was getting a PhD in physics, and had a crazy advisor (Korean guy) so I had to learn to optimize my time really well. I would wake up at 8AM, eat oatmeal with nuts/raisins, wheaties type cereal with a banana. Get to the lab around 8:45-9 and go very hard with experiments (no email/reading/whatever) until 12-12:30. Eat lunch 1. Work until 4-5. Eat lunch 2. Work until 7, and then sprint out of the lab before my boss could hold me up. At 7:30 (or 8, depending on the day) I would get to Judo, train for 2-2.5 hours. Go home, eat dinner, make lunch for next day and go to bed... rinse/repeat Mon, Tue, and Thu. Lunchtime or evenings, on Fri or Sat, Sundays, and usually Wednesday, I would lift weights hard with 2 other physics grad students for 1-2 hours, usually try to go hard for 1.25 hours only doing functional lifting, no bodybuilding crap. In the fall/spring would play intramural soccer, so I would do 1 less day of weightlifting. Usually either Friday or Saturday I would go out with friends, and once I got a girlfriend (now wife) would go out with her on Wednesdays after judo, and Fri/Sat.
I would try to maximize efficiency in the lab, although it was not easy. I would get behind from time to time, but if I lightened up on my physical/eating/sleeping routine, that was the worst solution. Certain things prevented me from keeping a regimented schedule from time to time, like qualifying exams (if you don't pass with flying colors you get the boot) which I had to study for like 5 hours a day for 5-6 months.
I tried to really rest my brain on Saturdays/Sunday... but that was not always possible... sometimes I had to play catch up on the weekend in the lab. But if I couldn't rest, my brain would just be sapped for the next whole week and I would struggle. I tried as much as possible to make the weekend just about sleeping, eating, and maybe just lying in the grass for 2-3 hours, or sitting on a bench outside, letting the stress dissipate.
However, being extremely focused with little wiggle room really helped me out. I was a machine for a few years... a good example is that I didn't eat any sugar (besides fruit) for like 2-3 years. Then one day I had a piece of cake at a birthday party, and I had to go home and sleep for like 12 hours lol. I ate really clean the whole time... probably only had 2 beers a week or less, and just pushed the pace.
The funny thing though, is that it was one of the happiest times of my life... I felt satisfied in everything I was doing. While the pace was high, I rarely noticed how busy I was because I really loved everything I was putting valuable time into (although weightlifting gets boring, besides deadlifts!). Now, with a kid/married/both of us working... I have less time to focus on me... however I do some squats/lunges with my daughter on my back while we play at the playground. More fun now :)