Gee, I didn’t know I had so many ladies going through the hormonal mess that I’m going through until I posted about being salty over the whole thing. Yep, you’re salty, too.
Today is one of those days. Everything hurts. I could be tearful, but I’m fighting it back. My body is just tired. I learned that a number of you feel the SAME, and we all seem to agree that we DO NOT talk about this enough.
So let’s talk about it.
This morning, my inclination was to listen to my body, so I didn’t go to church and opted for a restful day at home. My pushy brain tried to talk over all that and urge me to suck it up, get moving, and stay busy despite it.
Is that what we’re doing? We are walking a line between listening to our bodies OR pushing through? It feels very extreme, either one way or the other, without a balance between the two.
And this ain’t a Pity Party. This is real-life, figure out what to do with yourself, and make a decision as to how to proceed stuff. Heck, yes, we could party around the pity, give into it, and turn into sniveling, snotty piles of mush. But that’s not cool. We WANT to live our lives! We know better. We want to feel better.
So here we are…hormonal, sore, and pissy. Hmmmph.
I just wrote a post for the dance industry blog I contribute to, and I just folded up 3 baskets and a full couch of clothes. Keith made us breakfast, and now he is putting together new patio heaters so we can continue sitting out and enjoying ourselves in the evenings. (It’s our favorite!) Brady has completed her daily workout. Hudson is barking at people walking by. It’s a good day. It really is.
Now I’m about to go tackle some more studio work and eventually plan my teaching material for the upcoming week. I’ll do it sore and tired, but I’ll do it and continue to walk that line.
Stay sane, Y’all. We’ll make it. Are you walking the line like me?
(OH! I have a doctor appointment Wednesday to check the hormones and discuss solutions. Counting the minutes! I’ll keep you posted.)
Amanda Herring, Writer 