I’m feeling worn out today. After sleeping in this AM, I was debating whether or not to power through a post-work workout or just take the day off. And I ended up taking the day off. So I cooked a little dinner, played with Maizey and turned on Revenge. And I think I’ll be heading to bed soon.
I don’t know if my fatigue is my body fighting off a sickness, confusion from daylight savings, or if my workouts this week (5K race Saturday, power yoga Sunday, 7 miles yesterday) have just been a shock to my body after not working out much in the past month.
It’s days like today — where I just take a day off — that remind me how far I’ve come with my mental and emotional health as it relates to my workouts. I used to guilt myself into workouts, wouldn’t ever let myself take a day off – in short, I didn’t listen to my body. I was too busy trying to cover up emotional struggles with food control and excessive sweat sessions. Sure, I still have days that I’m too hard on myself or workout when I really should be taking a bubble bath. And it’s sometimes hard to know if I really need a day off, or if I need to just get myself out there and workout which will make me feel better. But in general, I’m so much better at listening and being kind to my body. And I’m grateful to be at this point.