Today, I start walking. Barely walking. I’m going to do a whopping five minutes a day this week just to try to start getting some activity and hope that it doesn’t make me crazy tired. I’m walking straight out my front door and walking to the front of the neighborhood. It’s a perfect five-minute walk there and back.
In order to overcome this wretched energy crisis, I must figure out how much I can push myself before I overdo it. Oddly, this is very tricky to figure out. I’m the kind of person that ALWAYS overdoes it when I have a good day and then I’m down for days afterwards. I’m beginning to think that this isn’t a helpful way to handle my energy stores.
Back in 2015 I was eating primally and walking 10,000 steps a day. Some days I’m getting what I used to before I changed my life…1,600 steps. Maybe I’m not doing enough on my bad days. Maybe I have muscle aches because I’m not moving enough. Maybe I don’t have a chronic illness and I am only guilty of taking terrible care of myself. We will find out soon enough.