I *am* down with some.sick.beats - just the virus kind, boooo.

Ugh. I'm sick. There, I said it. I admit defeat. What ever nasty little virus I picked up has invaded me. This is me waving my little white flag. 

I'm a horrible sick person. I don't get sick sick that often. Sure, I get run down or weird things - things that usually end with a doctor saying, "huh, never seen that before." But as for traditional colds or the flu - I usually avoid them. Until now.

My grandmother always said, "if you don't want to be sick - don't be sick."  I really tried today. I really tried to believe I felt fine - I was lying. I feel awful, and I'm an awful sick person. 

I'm too hot, and I'm too cold. 

My body aches, but I don't want to take medicine. 

I'm hungry, but nothing sounds good. 

My words don't work right. 

I want tea in my special red mug (this special red mug) no, you aren't listening to me - my. special. red. mug. (It's the same mug). 

I want to sleep, but I can't. 

My phroat hurts. 

I'm a mess. 

I've always hating being sick. I have too many things I'd rather be doing, and being sick gets in my way. So, my behavior is half defeat - half resignation. 

So, a big shout out to the people who have to deal with the sick version of me. Who have to deal with me pouting, and who love me any way. 

I'll be back to my fancy self soon. But for now (and since I got my run in) - I'm hibernating. 

More Than A Feeling.

Do you just ever feel completely overwhelmed? As though the world is moving at a supersonic pace and you are struggling just to keep putting one foot in front of the other?  Yeah, me too. 

Floss

Run

Drink Water

Massage Your Gums

Stretch

Eat Well

Strength Train

Post Clever Material

Be Supportive

Keep Your Chin Up

Be Positive

Create a Schedule

Write

Be Present

Smile

Stop to Smell the Roses

Jump in with Both Feet

Meal Plan

Be Successful

... Make it Look Effortless

Ugh. 

I gave most of those things up for the better part of three months. I had to. I had to throw them back from whence they came. I don't want to do that - that was my motto. So I didn't. I just didn't. Didn't do them. Didn't care. 

Until now. 

I'm attempting to gather all my wagons back up, and jump back on them simultaneously. That's not easy. In fact, it really sucks. But here I am - finding my way back - wagon by wagon. 

Will I fail - absolutely. Failure doesn't bother me. I know I'll get a re-do. 

So, tonite - I ain't flossing. There's always tomorrow.