So I felt good today. Just some joint pain, I could deal with that. Time to tackle things I've been putting off for a while. Decluttering, moving furniture, going through my piling system of files, that type of things. I started strong, got 85% of my tasks done, then realized as I bent over to remove the last bag of broken down stuff... my body WAS NOT HAPPY!
I had done way to much.
Well, crap.
I'm really beginning to get annoyed with this inconvenient disease. I've always been a 'If I can think it I can do it' kind of person. Now I have to adjust my circumstances.
I know. That is the reality of this illness. I have to learn and stick to my limits. Not allow anyone, including myself, to push me beyond them.
sigh.
1 comment:
In the Chronic Fatigue world that is called the push/crash syndrome. I would have thought you would have know better after watching me do this so effectively over the last 12 years. Be kind to yourself.
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