Moving in cement

Moving in cement. That's what I call it when I have days when it's difficult to move. Today was a cement day. I think it was exacerbated by the winter storm that moved in early this morning. It's been crazy windy, 20-30 degrees and after the rain it started to snow. I did manage to go to my Zumba class at the gym at 8:30 though. I consider that a proud moment. But I hate it when I can't move like I can on a "good" day. (sigh)

Afterward I did some shopping (bought my husband slippers to replace the ones he's been wearing that should be incinerated) and then husb and I went to see "Puss and Boots." Gosh, it's been a long time since I'd been in a theatre with a bunch of little children. But it was nice to sit for awhile. I think cement days are designed to tell me to slow down a bit and that's what I'm going to do with the rest of my day.

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  • I like the statement moving in cement!

  • I'm new to the site- and so glad to find it! You do a great job explaining how you feel on bad days, and it's so helpful to know that I'm not alone. It's great that you push through and still get out to do things; I'm not always that ambitious.

  • I like the expression "cement days". I also like that you went on doing things. I think that it is important to make the heroic effort. It gives one a life, purpose and interest otherwise it would be Raynaud and Scleroderma all the time. UGH! But it also important to have rest periods. That is what I do. Good luck friend.

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