thirty days with a grateful heart - day fourteen

day fourteen - rest

I was supposed to run today, long, but I didn't feel like it.  I was tired and maybe its age, maybe its that I am finally getting smarter, whatever - but I listened to my body and instead, I rested.  No running, no crossfit, no yoga, no strength training, no rush rush rush - no nothing.  Just rest.

It was nice.

Sometimes I beat myself up about missing a workout or taking a day where all I do is just hang out.  It feels lazy, almost. Slovenly.  Like if I take that one day, it might turn into two, then three, then four... you get the picture.  I don't like those thoughts, so I just keep going.  Doing.  More.

But then I think that even God had to rest on the seventh day, right?

And if it is good enough for God, it should be good enough for me, right?

And then days like today come, when I'm tired and I need the rest, both physically and mentally, and I actually listen to my body and I get to do things for which I am truly grateful, like watch my baby girl play volleyball all day, or spend time some quality time with Big J, or laugh and joke with Little J without the pressure of having to... go, go, go. 

And I realize that those days are getting fewer and farther between and they will be gone before I know it as my littles head off to college and no matter how much I might fight it, that rest now and then is a good thing.   A really good thing.  Like it was today.