Normally I bang on about how I JFDI, no excuses, get up and out there, and how great I feel once I’ve started.
However there are days when I know deep down, intuitively, that getting up and getting out there is not the best thing for my body.
It’s a different feeling – a heaviness, a fatigue fog that descends, and I have absolutely no energy.
Interestingly when I feel like this there is no internal battle between good and evil ie “I don’t want to get up and exercise” vs “I’ll feel so guilty if I don’t get up and go for a walk, the gym or whatever”.
It’s like my body knows that I need a rest and my mind knows better than to argue with it.
This morning was one of those mornings.
I felt so tired and definitely feeling the fatigue fog.
Even the thought of getting up, dressed and out the door for a walk was tiring.
And I didn’t fight the feeling.
I need to rest.
So be it.
There is always another day.
Today I rest.