My body rhythm is so off.
This is the time schedule I usually work on:
- Fall
- Halloween
- Start of basketball season
- Thanksgiving
- Middle of basketball season
- Christmas
- Depths of basketball season
- My birthday
- End of basketball season
- PLAYOFFs
- Spring
- Summer
My internal clock works in tandem with how light it is outside in comparison to what part of basketball season is happening.
Basketball season starts in the fall when it starts to get dark really early. It’s the beginning of the hibernation.
And then, basketball season continues on (for a very long time) through the even darker days of January, that are also enveloped by bitterly sub zero temperatures.
My birthday is at the very end of January.
And then, we come to the end of basketball season.
(All of this information hinges on the fact that usually, basketball practice is right after school, from 3 something to 5 something.)
My internal clock signals PLAYOFFs to me, when I come out of the gym (at 5 something) and it is still light out. This means basketball is nearing an end because spring is near.
However, the caveat to my internal clock this year is, you guessed it – COVID-19. Basketball season usually starts mid November, but this year, due to restrictions, we started January 4th.
So now, we are halfway to April, when it has been becoming light out until almost 8pm for almost a month already. Light until 8pm and we are still in season!! Not even in playoffs yet!
I realize how insane this post must sound, but this is simply the clock I have worked on my entire life.
The first time I walk out of the gym in February and notice the sun still out, I always look at it, smile, and think “Playoffs.”
I’ve come to realize recently how much basketball gets me through the winters. That is a post for another time. 🙂
love always, caitlin
love always, caitlin 
Yes, yes, I know this, even though I do not care about the playoffs at all. It’s a powerful clock! Good luck with the playoffs 🙂
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This is a thought-provoking post, Caitlin. You remind me of my own internal clock through the seasons and how it currently is threaded with words – themes. Your clock is deeply engraved in your physical body and therefore your subconscious. But, more than this, you carry this same internal clock from your parents, who both live lives through basketball seasons. I learned about how our bodies carry on the energies of our parents and ancestors from Resmaa Manakem this summer. If you’d like to know of some of his work, here is a lovely podcast of he and Krista Tippett: https://onbeing.org/programs/resmaa-menakem-notice-the-rage-notice-the-silence/
Shari 🙂
And, we need to visit soon!!!
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I think we all feel this internal clock that is off kilter this year. I know I am working to keep myself in line. Funny how we get so settled into our ways of being. Thanks for posting.
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This post made me reflect on what my “seasons” have consisted of over the years. I know I have the internal clock of a student and teacher because September is always more like “new years” than January is even though I now work all year round.
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I love how you compared the hourly clock and sunshine with the yearly clock and basketball season. Very clever.
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