Last week was a doozy. I’ve had a lot (ok, too much) on my plate lately, and it all culminated in a breakdown in my health last week. I got hit with a nasty virus late Wednesday night and it kept me pretty much comatose on the couch the whole weekend. And sure, I could say, “Oh everyone gets sick, it’s not a big deal, just take some DayQuil and get on with it.” But I think there’s more to it. I think my body is trying to tell me, “You’re trying to do too much.”
Something’s Gotta Give
Last week was a doozy. I’ve had a lot (ok, too much) on my plate lately, and it all culminated in a breakdown in my health last week. I got hit with a nasty virus late Wednesday night and it kept me pretty much comatose on the couch the whole weekend. And sure, I could say, “Oh everyone gets sick, it’s not a big deal, just take some DayQuil and get on with it.” But I think there’s more to it. I think my body is trying to tell me, “You’re trying to do too much.”
