Today has been a day where my body feels like the rusty tin man on Wizard of Oz.
My joints don't want to move, my lungs don't want to work (thank you smoke from wild fires), my head hurts and I have no energy. I have faked it as much as I can today...you know, fake it til you make it.
Having days like this (where my inhaler and headache meds are my best friends), make my other days feel fabulous. I have more of these than a lot of people, due to my fight with Lyme disease. That said, I am so grateful that I have progressed out of the Lyme cave as far as I have. I have learned a ton and usually feel great (more days than not).
I will still do yoga. I will still shower and go through the motions of the basic daily routine.
What's the point of that? Psychological...and powerful.
If you still do your routine, unless you really are so sick that you cannot do your routine, you will still have the effect of feeling successful. You will still have the effect of accomplishment.
So, you see, I am not complaining. I am letting you know that it's all okay. Life is good.