Accepting Limitations

This past week as been all about realizing some of my physical limitations and then trying to get myself to accept them.

I'm a rabid Jazzerciser. I do it not just for fitness, but also for the social aspects. It's more like a hobby than a fitness regimen for me. I like to go whenever I have time. Every day if I can.

But that, it appears, is too much. My body is starting to feel beat up. Like I've been in car accident. Nagging little injuries, small but still needing attention, are taking me out of class, or forcing me to reduce my level of activity. And then there are big, overall aches that put me down and out at times.

I struggle with this. I've never been an athlete. Never really been terribly active before about four years ago. So there has always been a "I can do more" mentality. But now it seems that I am having to change that thinking to "I need to do less."

Some friends tell me to accept and move on. One said "this could just be a temporary thing." I just don't know. So I will need to take this one day at a time.