Warning

Somedays are like this.

I got up with the intention of  doing a little light housekeeping, taking a shower and heading to the mall for a couple of errands. Steve needs a battery for his watch and I wanted to go to Sephora for some skin care goodies. Besides, the mall is my go-to spot for a little exercise and getting out of the house. I'm comfortable there and at my Starbucks, where I can also frequently be found!

I did everything I had in mind to do...until it came time to actually go to the mall. Haha!

As it happened, once I was ready to go, I was too exhausted to go there!! Oh, I made it into the car. I put the key in the ignition of my van, backed out of the garage, pushed the garage door opener to put close the door and...
...sat there staring at the dash. The gas light was on!  UGH ...Two stops?? I didn't have it in me and I knew it! The gas and the mall would have to wait. I went back in and hit the sofa. These muscles were also on 'empty.'

Neuromuscular disease prevents or inhibits the production of adenosine triphosphate, ATP, the energy that fuels muscles. And today, just like my van's gas gauge, my muscular system's warning light was also on, saying, 'Don't go very far, Ann. You're not going to make it today.'

I'm thankful for this 'warning system' because it keeps me from making mistakes. Once I was resting, with my ever-present companion, Jimmy Page, I knew I was in the right place. I think all of us should pay closer attention to the messages our bodies are sending. I knew it as an athlete and I know it now. Peace xx


P.S. This post was written when I was still using my walker at the mall. That isn't possible anymore. Neuromuscular disease is always progressive. Always.