I’m alive. Barely.

exhausted

As it turns out, I was right to be nervous about last week. Because it was CRAZY, both at work and at home.

I am paying for it now.

The thing with adrenal fatigue is that I just don’t have energy reserves that normally would kick in in periods of stress, lack of sleep, whatever. It’s a strange feeling, not being able to just push through. It takes a longer time for me to recover than I would like. I wish I could rewind the last 13 months and make this whole thing not have happened. While I know it’s not, it feels irreversible.

One of the biggest things I’m struggling with right now is exercise. I have no motivation and energy for much planned physical activity, and I frankly I’m scared to do too much because I don’t want to put too much stress on my body. But for the first time in, I don’t know, ever, I don’t feel strong, and that’s not a feeling I enjoy.

I want to do yoga. I need to do yoga. Yoga is magical. It’s amazing how much better my mind and body feel after a class or even a video. I don’t know where to find the time, but I’ve got to make it a priority.

Hold me to that one, ok?

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5 Replies to “I’m alive. Barely.”

  1. I love the ones on hulu plus, yoga zone or yoga with a view. There are a bunch that are only about 20 minutes, which is about all I can handle. šŸ™‚

  2. Oh, I love reading your blog – but the “f-word” implications are just too much. I know it doesn’t make a bit of difference to you if I read or not. I know that you can get your point across with out implying curse words.

    I do hope that you feel better. I could truly sense your distress in this post.

  3. I’m glad you’re still alive, Emily. Hang in there! Things are going to get fishing better soon! šŸ˜‰

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