Had a wonderful amazing weekend climbing in Yosemite. Gorgeous weather, not too busy, only two of us... perfect.
And then... headache Monday afternoon through this afternoon.
I still recall the guy who dated me and who brought me up to 8,000 feet to go for a hike straight out of the car leaving me with the worst migraine I ever had in my life, who said "but you climb mountains!".
Yeah well, and I have to eat every hour or two when I"m doing it. And I have to drink. And I need to rub my back/neck/shoulders to make sure I don't get a migraine after climbing (even then I'm not quite sure that will help... still have to see).
And I get a hip injury doing yoga, and foot and knee injury from meditating.
And this is even before I"m officially old (which I think happens in a little over a year when I turn 50). ACK 50!
I've done so much with this 'weak' body. I'm happy for it. I just have limits and at least I know them.