Why does my brain undermine the well-being of my body sometimes?
I came to think of this yesterday. Been super tired the last couple of evenings and just chilled after putting Valeria to sleep. But yesterday it hit me, I have to go to the gym! Although it doesn’t happen as frequently as before my work outs do happen but in slightly different forms
Wrestling Valeria when she doesn’t want to go home from the playground
Trying to change her diaper
Running after Valeria at playgrounds
Doing a form of squats when playing silly games such as squatting and sounding like a lion at the same time. For some reason she thinks this is hilarious so I do it a million times (she has to be messing with me)
So yesterday I decided not to listen to my brain and just went. And it actually felt amazing! and this morning I felt even more amazing!
Will stop listening to my brain and just go.