I have been thinking recently, why is it when we stop we get ill, confused and generally demotivated? As a teacher I only really get to break during school holidays and then really only during the summer. Life in education is hard at the moment so why, when I get a break do I have to feel like a large smelly turd? Towards the end of the holidays I could barely move myself off the couch even though I knew that getting some work sorted would make the first few weeks of a new term a whole lot easier. As if by magic, as soon as I got back to school I refocused and am working harder than ever. How come just a few hours before heading back I couldn’t even think straight? Surely it would make us relax more if when we stopped we had clarity and could realise where we were and what needed to be done i.e. sit back and relax? Why do we have the ability to stave off illness until the point when we really don’t want to be ill? It seems to me that we torture ourselves to stay well doing when things we don’t really want to do and when we get where we want we allow illness to take us over. It’s just such a strange human condition. I tell you, if there is an all-powerful creator, he has some things to answer too. If only this was a computer game and we could level up, or maybe we could get an upgrade!