So when is my RESTFUL rest day?
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Weekdays I am not home. Which is funny because I leave at 8 or 9 and am back by 4 at the latest, usually 3. But I feel like I am not home.
Stress is just life now, I can't pretend there will ever be a time when I don't have something to worry about. I really want to make working out a time to focus on myself, on feeling good, because I recognize how much I have neglected myself all my life.
But today was supposed to be a rest day. I'm still sore from yesterday - I didn't go hard like Dana Lynn Bailey, but I went hard for marshmallow Lupa, and I'm feeling the burn.
My new activity tracker informed me that, in the course of my typical daily activities, not including housekeeping, I burned almost a hundred calories and walked about a mile. Just taking it easy because its a rest day.
Tomorrow I hope that my arms will let me raise them a bit higher with no complaints because I've got a challenge to meet, I am not giving up just because I'm feeling whiny and pitiful.
It looks like I will have to plan my rest days to include some pampering time. I didn't feel like I was able to rest at all until a nice bubble bath. Maybe next rest day a pedicure is in order.
Where's my massager? The pain is moved into my back. Oh that's tension, nevermind. Can't blame that on the workout.
Tiger Balm is magic.