Boy, I had a doozy of a pity party for myself yesterday.
Whether it was the result of too little sleep, too long a winter (that somehow continued into May), too many carbs or too few fitness classes – I may never know. Probably a combination of all of those things, sprinkled with crashing estrogen levels to boot.
All I know is, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed and stayed there.
Now, I’m a huge proponent of ‘faking it till you feel it’. I don’t have many bad days, but when I do, I can usually shake it off with a big smile and some kind words to someone – myself or a friend.
Yesterday, not so much.
You wanna know what I finally did? I surrendered to the cause. Just like I preach listening to your body – resting and nurturing your body when it feels run down – I decided to rest and nurture my spirit. I marched myself up to my room, had a good boo-hoo (about what, I still don’t know), and read something inspirational. After a bit of a snooze, I tip-toed through my day with less of the vim and vigor than usual.
I was gentle with myself. And you know what? It worked.
Today is a much better day, even though it’s dreary and my to-do list is catch-up long. If you have an occasional blue day, be gentle with your self, too. And if your blue days outnumber your good ones, then please, please, talk to a counselor or therapist about that.
It happens to the best of us.
So much love,