Feeling Slothy

My mom and several relatives have been here this week to accompany her to some of her doctor’s appointments. That’s a whole other possible blog; suffice it to say my mom has metastatic renal cell carcinoma (a.k.a. RCC or kidney cancer), and is showing early signs of dementia (a.k.a. Alzheimer's). With all the company, and additional "stuff", I haven’t bothered to watch what I eat, and I haven’t ran in three days. All around, the effects are being felt.

I don’t want to be one of those exercise obsessed people, but working out every other day is a stretch for me. Five days a week (with a light sixth day) is really ideal, mentally and physically. The mental part is somewhat of a trade-off; I usually feel great after a good workout (or at minimum, some stress relief), but it can be draining just finding the time! Physically, well, I guess I’m addicted to those endorphins (yes, those are real).

So about now, I’m not feeling very good. On the other hand, there is good news, and hope! My mom's appointments and test results turned out better than expected, and less importantly, I’m going to get a run in today on my lunch hour. It’s gorgeous outside, and I’m feeling better just thinking about the sun, good music, and getting my heart rate up due to exercise rather than what the doctor is about to say. :)