I woke up this morning and decided to lay in bed and read a book.
As I was lying there I was struck by the image of a stack of pancakes.
So, I got up and made pancakes for breakfast.
Whilst I was making the pancakes I suddenly remembered a song from a musical that I listened to about 1000 times when I was a teenager.
So, I waved the magic internet wand and put the song on.
At every step, I kept thinking…no I’d better not do that, I’d better not stay in bed and read, I’d better not make pancakes, it’ll be messy and not that healthy, I’d better not listen to that song, it is super daggy and…then I would just tell myself to get over it and do what I wanted to do.
Today is rest day.
I can do whatever is going to help me feel rested.