“I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired,” says Jim Carey’s character from Dumb and Dumber. This really insightful quote nails what I am feeling on the head. February has been a month wham-jam packed of one bug after the next for me. Typically my body acts like a black belt in karate and fights off anything that looks like a bug, but this year- nut uh. It’s taking a break and letting every darned bit of sick hit me like a ton of bricks. Great timing black belt, grrrreeat timing!
Day 131: Regardless of how I am feeling, I am determined not to let this month of yuck let me break my challenge. On day 131 I also worked in three ten minute walks. My body was thankful when each of those walks was over.
Day 132: Yesterday my fiance and I went to the home and garden show at the Denver Convention Center and walked around for over three hours. After that we walked about two miles total to and from to get lunch. Hey- after that, my body was done. Therefore, that had to be my workout. Walking that much really does count as a low impact workout and that’s what I am all about until my black decides to make a much anticipated appearance.
Day 133: Today I moved our coffee table out of our living room, set up my yoga mat and practiced my own (much needed) flow. I turned on some country music and just listened to what my body needed. It was screaming at me to open up my hips- so I did a runner’s lunge, lots of warrior’s and finished off with a long time in child’s pose. I wonder if sickness likes to hangout in the hip joints? Just a thought. Listen, be kind and be gentle. Those things have always been important, but it’s even more important when all your body wants to do is take it easy.