From: John Hernried, M.D.
It wasn’t even 7 o’clock on a Saturday morning when I was jolted awake by my two boys after a miserly 3 hours of sleep. My “to-do” list was a mile long and I resolved to complete it before I “allowed” myself to go to bed.
The result? A fog as I returned to consciousness and also a sense of discomfort as I realized there was no way I was going to stretch my slumber. Afterall, I had to have both my children ready to play soccer by 7:45 and my wife was out of town.
I recall the feeling of coldness—not relieved by my morning coffee/Hot Chocolate supplement and a very hot shower. I als o recall a sense of irritabability that followed me through the whole day. My focus was on “getting through” to the end so that I could get to bed. I even warned my children that “dad was cranky” as I was hauling two children between two different soccer fields and three games.
I also remember lunchtime. I was very mindful of seeking food that was quick, easy, high carb, and high fat. "In and Out Burger" actually called to me (even though I don’t like "In and Out"). Instead, I chose a Vietnamese sandwich and recall how temporarily satisfying it was for me as I bit into the soft French bread. The satisfying sensation was temporary and was soon taken over by a strong desire to frequent Starbucks for a latte. Since there is a Starbucks on every corner in my small town, resistance was futile. While a non-fat latte provided much needed caffeine and 160 calories, the dancing pastries in the display case were inviting me to consume them. I don’t want that puny little apple in the display case, I want that 450 calorie scone, damnit!
I had just been reading up about the effect of sleep on weight management. I was mindful of the processes in the body that occur as a result of a lack of sleep. I could almost feel the squeezing of my adrenal glands as they pumped out adrenaline and cortisol to keep my body going. I sensed my stomach was releasing massive doses of Ghrelin that drove me to consume high caloric foods. My leptin level was in retreat. My blood sugar levels must have looked like a roller-coaster at Six Flags as I ate high carb foods, only to seek more as my blood sugar dropped in a scary trajectory.
Later, my wife returned home and sensed my dreariness. She kindly took over as I sought the bed at 8 PM. The next morning was a return to normal for me: my morning New Direction Hot Cocoa/Coffee, working out, and the minimal sounds of high calorie foods that called out to me in a manageable way.
My experience is one that many Americans experience, some many times per week. Americans are sleeping less, and I suspect based on the scientific evidence and my personal experience, that this is contributing to the obesity epidemic.
Sleep Well!