3 weeks ago I was working.
2 weeks ago I was packing.
1 week ago I was moving then flying.
This week I started school..
On Monday I ran 13 different errands.
I had a headache for 4 days. When that went away I caught a head cold that is lingering and today my stomach started acting up.
To make matters more complicated, the weather is absolutely gorgeous and there is so much that I want to do.
Today could have been great. It is the start of a 4-day weekend and my friend Diana invited me to go swimming in the harbor. I said yes in a heartbeat, but when I got home from school; my body said no. I almost dashed off to take a dance fitness class a few moments ago and I could have made it, but my head feels heavy and disconnected so I think I am better off staying in and resting.
I am beginning to see that it is hard for me to slow down. The funny thing is that I could be sedentary for months and not think anything of it, but once I get into a routine and pick up momentum I feel guilty about resting and slowing down.
I think that I have always been like this and it has gotten me into trouble in the past. I kept pushing and got so sick that I had to rest until I was better.
Right now I am giving myself permission to slow down, rest, recover, and heal.
No guilt. No shame. No calling names..