| Once upon a time, I was young. |
I made a rather unexpected decision and retired less than 2 months ago. It would seem to be a perfect opportunity to slow down. My problem is that I am overwhelmed with all the choices I have to fill my days. I'm not good, yet, at pacing myself. I'm like a kid in a candy store. Everywhere I look, I see something that attracts me. Thus, I'm rushing from one thing to another, filling my cart to the brim.
Today, I awakened with plans to go to the Y's Way to Fitness class. I climbed out of bed at 5:30 and within about half an hour, I realized that exercising wasn't appealing at all. I've spent all morning, moving from chair to chair to couch to couch. I've been on my cell phone, laptop and i pad between many, many moments when I put my head down on a pillow or curled up in my chair.
Why? Because yesterday, I participated in an extra challenging one hour pilates class and then spent over an hour playing racquetball. A few months ago, daily leisurely walks were the only exercising I did. Oh, I should mention that I worked out in the Y's Way class on Monday followed by racquetball and then on Tuesday, I exercised my body with pilates and racquetball and a one hour walk. Wednesday I rested, hallelujah.
I really do need to pace myself. I need to think before I act. I need to prioritize. I need to do a lot of things differently.
So that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Excuse me, it's nap time again.


