Today I hit a wall. Not quite a couch day – but close.
And what’s so weird is that my numbers haven’t been too high or too low today.
I’ve had the right kinds of food.
I’ve timed my meals, meds, and movement just like I’ve done for over a week now.
I even had a decent morning. And yet… that old familiar fatigue stopped me in my tracks.
That couldn’t-push-through-if-I-wanted-to kind of tired.
So I’m going to take it easy the rest of the day and let my body recover.
I’ll be gentle and not beat myself up. I’ll appreciate what this body has accomplished this week. I’ll pay attention to what it needs.
I’m trying not to see this as failure or a setback.
Steady progress is the goal.