Jun 12, 2008 17:18
I taught four water aerobics classes in three days, and did a bunch of other stuff too. Lots of other stuff. I am totally and completely exhausted, but at least I have plenty to show for it, which is better than the days when talking a bath and folding a load of laundry wiped me out for a couple of days.
That being said, I have to keep reminding myself that just because I can do things now, I can't do things all day long back-to-back without a break. That just isn't all that smart. I kind of got into the habit of trying to squeeze as much activity into any good days I had because I never knew when the next window of a "good day" was going to open up. I am slowly starting to figure out that my bad days now are like my good days used to be. That is totally made of win. The tricky part is to get my brain to remember that because it still seems to think think we are in last-ditch survival mode. It makes for a very different progression of the day.
I'm not complaining, just making an observation. Life is grand, and feeling utterly wiped-out in the living room recliner is a lot more satisfying if you have had the fun of doing a whole eight or ten hours worth of things that wiped you out, instead of just being wiped out as a default setting.