Running helps me to cope with anxiety and I liked this post from Pass the Potatoes very much as a timely reminder of how important it is for us all to look after ourselves and how the basics of eating and sleeping make a big difference
I didn’t eat breakfast.
I drank caffeine.
I didn’t take my meds.
I stared at the computer screen all day.
I reread a beautiful, but sad book.
I cried hand-clamping tears.
I had a late lunch.
I didn’t get dressed until 4 PM.
I fought with my husband.
I looked things up online by only the light of my phone.
I went to bed too late.
I awoke at 5:45 to the crash of thunder,
the wind whirling,
the rain pummeling.
Mother Nature matching my disconcertment.
Trees torn from their roots,
leaves littering the ground –
a mess of downed limbs and debris.
But soon the sun is shining,
the water a glaze of calm.
Still, my head is in a vice.
My stomach churns.
There is much recovery to be done.