Remember how I was going on last week about starting a new routine in the morning?
As luck would have it, the day after that post went live, I came down with a cold. Normally colds don’t bother me, but it was enough for me to cancel all of my Wednesday engagements to recover, then spend the next two days at work a tired, drippy, stuffy mess. Apparently, something is going around the Region (and our office) because many people have been off ill or discussing it online.
I had an interesting moment last week as I decided to call in sick. Normally, I’d try to push through and save my sick days for when I was genuinely incapacitated or in need of a mental health day. I always feel guilty conceding to being sick. But I realized that a.) much like with sleep, it’s important that I listen to my body’s cues, because in general I feel better when I respect my body’s natural rhythms; and b.) I have a big boy job that not only pays me to stay home when I’m sick, but also expects that I respect the office and not bring sickness to it.
So, rather than pushing it, I decided to take the week and weekend off from trying to be productive. This morning, I resumed my rowing and reading, even if I wasn’t yet up to 100%.
Slow and steady.