I’m trying to be better about listening to my body. If I don’t feel like going to martial arts class, I try to assess my motives. Does my body need a break? Have I been pushing too hard? Am I just being lazy? (Hey, that fresh batch of cookies isn’t going to eat itself…)
I didn’t feel like going to class tonight, but when I started to feel feverish before class, I thought it was psychosomatic. I actually thought my body was trying to trick me into thinking I was getting sick. (I am vaguely aware of how silly this sounds.)
Let me just say: wielding two daggers in a small space full of people who are also wielding two daggers is not the best or safest place to feel under-the-weather. (We’re very lucky no arteries were severed.) And then I stayed in class 45 more minutes because I didn’t want to seem like a whiner. (That’s why I have this blog, after all. ;-D)
I’m feeling fairly ridiculous right now, and ridiculous loves company. Tell me some silly things that you’ve done recently — please?