I didn’t exercise this weekend. I did one thirty minute walk around the neighborhood, delivering newsletters. That’s it.
So, I planned to run today. I miss my run. I’m feeling all soft and squishy and lazy.
Unfortunately, my body has other ideas. After years of not getting seriously ill, I’m finding that the combination of strep and a bad cold is wiping me out. My head and face hurt. I get out of breath walking up the stairs. My body temperature is wacky. I can’t tell you how many times today I’ve already taken off my sweatshirt and then five minutes later put it back on. My body is obviously telling me to give it a break for another day.
So, why exactly do I feel guilty for not running?