Some mornings I awake and want to do nothing. Some mornings I get up and I’m ready to go. This morning is definitely one of the former, and I have no idea why. Was I up too late? Is my coffee weak? I am just drained emotionally, spiritually, or mentally? Do I just need a break? Is my body out of whack because I did not work out yesterday? Did I work out too hard the evening before? Lots of questions accompany mornings like these, when sloth looks more appealing than effort and small tasks seem to be insurmountable.
I hate these mornings, and the longer we go without work, the more I come to loathe them. I tell myself that it’s time to move, that I cannot waste these days, that I must stay in motion–but some mornings, I just do not feel the drive.
Perhaps another round of push-ups will jolt me into gear. …nope.
Maybe I need some extra breakfast. …nah
More coffee and an extra boost of sugary creamer? I doubt it.
Frankly, I think this is just one of “those” mornings. Some of them are like this. I wish it wasn’t so. But today, it really is.
Luckily, the day is young. It’s just past 8 AM, and I still have alot of hours ahead of me. Gotta change things up. Do something different. Maybe that’ll help. Or maybe it’s just be one of those mornings.
[Dear Readers, Here’s a promise…I will post again either this evening or tomorrow and tell you what became of this day. Who knows, maybe then I’ll have something a little more useful to bring to the blogosphere…or maybe I’ll just have to admit that I spent the day doing nothing.]
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