Today was the beginning of a new challenge for me...
Walk/Jog 10 Miles A Week
However,I slept fitful last night. Kicking off the covers when my body's temperature became hot & sweaty,then pulling them back on & tucking them up under my chin when I began to shiver from being too cold.
The coughing that arose from deep in my chest had subsided to to almost non-existent while the continual sneezing disappeared altogether so I was surprised by how my body was feeling this morning...the morning I was looking forward to kick-it-in-gear again.
Instead of getting up & telling myself to work thru it,I turned over & as my arm didn't connect with my husband I realized that he was already up giving me the bed all to myself & I fell asleep once again,but more soundly.
It wasn't until after 10:30 that I finally was able to keep my eyelids from closing in slumber & then nearly noon before I managed to put both feet on the floor to get on with what was left of the day. And that was only because another was dependent on me,come 2:50.
There was plenty that could have been done,needed to be done within the nearly 3 hours I had before me yet I went from the bed to the couch.
As much as I hate *not* doing the things I say I am or will do,being Master of my body... I also know the benefit of *listening* to my body.
Being Master of my body doesn't mean I abuse it. Rather,that *I* lead it,I control it.Control as a parent over their child. Wielded in a way that both are benefited.
It is now 7:15pm ... it has been a wise choice :D