Some days are harder than others. Today is one of those days.
It was harder to stay asleep last night. By 3:30 I was up and going, and not in a good way.
Getting in the shower was a fight. Why bother getting clean when in a couple of hours just going to ruin it all by exercising.
Getting dressed lately has been hell. I have no interest in any of my clothes. Or rather, how I look in them. Even the pretty ones. Which, regardless, where not going on my chore and exercising doing body.
I pushed and got the kids dressed, fed, and on the bus. I avoided a fight with a neighbor by biting my tongue. That too is not getting any easier.
Some days just walking down the stairs to do laundry is hard. My knees ache and everything is tight. This is one of those days.
Emptying the dishwasher made my hip ache. WTF hip? Knock it off.
Clearly my body is tight, so what the hell, might as well try and exercise to get it loosened up. See, I am full of bright ideas today.
Some days I can't force myself to exercise. Some days I can, and am then filled with dread as I push through it.
Some days I just keep going. Even with the shadow of a migraine, my body betraying me hundred ways, and the intense desire to beg Bear to come home and snuggle with me.
Today was one of those days.