Face the Day

I woke up with a stuffy nose and swollen hands. After three years of treatment and finally being cured, I am still dealing with residual pain from my Lyme Disease. The discouragement is like a big heavy Mac truck on my body as I lie in bed. The conversation with myself begins:

“I don’t want to get up. I just want to go back to sleep. I hurt.”

“You’ll feel better once you get up.”

“I’m tired of pushing past pain. Forget it. I’m staying in bed.”

“Come on; get up. Take it slow, and you’ll feel better. I promise.”

“Fine.”

With that, I get up against my own will (well part of myself anyway) and start the process of trying to make the bed and getting dressed, both of which hurt today. I didn’t sleep great--in fact, I haven’t slept great in a week--because of the pain. Sigh.

I’m meeting my friend for run. That’s my only saving grace. I so look forward to our times together. And, I will feel better after my run. I can’t count how many people I have shared that with, but it is always true. We may not feel like exercising at the moment, and it may even be tiring during, but afterwards…ah afterwards…we will feel great! We will have a victory over whatever obstacles, challenges and even excuses we can create. We will have done our body good; and for that, we will never regret it.

Today is no exception. Although I struggled on some hills and had to walk, I finished and was glad I went for our run. The blue sky was a little bluer when I was done, the snow-capped mountains breath-taking and the sounds of nature soothing. Yes, I’m glad I got out of bed and faced the day!