Boy, do I have some Tales to Tell...
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
 
Sometimes I forget that I am getting older. Or at least, I forget that I am getting too old to be running around like a mad man. On top of my regular job, I also teach fitness classes once a week, work out 5 times a week, and run my household. I never to rarely eat out or order in. I tend to cook from scratch most days. I do the laundry at home (I have issues with the way things are folded, so I do it). That, and a myriad of other things that I will one day blog about.

So, it is no surprise that sometimes, I get less sleep than I should AND that I feel rundown. On top of that, work has become draining lately. For reasons I don't feel like explaining. I also tend to forget that it is okay to just come home and veg. That I don't have to go to the gym. Or for a power walk. I can leave work, with something to cook, come home, and just veg out until I cook dinner. Eat and just go to bed.

So, last night, after the end of three draining days at work, I had to just say no to doing anything. I hated canceling my plans but because of some projects and developments at work, I was just not in the mood. And you know what? It worked. I woke up refreshed. I woke up energized. I woke up in a more positive mood.

Maybe I should start cutting back on my schedule. Or maybe I need to refocus myself. Or maybe, I should just get more sleep. Hmmmm. Later.
 
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