I started off my morning with a brutal, and I mean BRUTAL circuit training class which involved kickboxing, step work and jumping rope. Now in case you all forgot.. I have Lupus and even though there are days when I don’t feel as if I can do much, I HAVE to. If I don’t use it, I will definitely lose it.. no lie. So I dragged my butt to class and did what I had to do to get through it.
For lunch, I met with some old co-workers and we talked of times past and we also talked about getting older and basically falling apart. This getting older.. it’s not always fun is it? They are a bit older than me, but I am already pretty much caught up with them as far as meds and health go. That depressed me! I feel that I am young at heart but that my body is not cooperating with me.
On my way back to the office, I was wallowing in my aches and pains. Woe is me and all that. I eat right, I exercise.. I try to get as much rest as possible and yet I am not the picture of health that I so wish to portray. I suppose if I were not doing the “right” things, I would be worse than I am now so there’s always that. Right?
Till tomorrow.
Ti