Good morning groovy souls!

I find myself in an odd position this morning. I want to push, go run and hit the gym, but something feels off and spent within the body. There is a gut level instinct telling me to not push it, yet I fear losing ground, which is nonsensical so long as I get back tomorrow

Knowing that I have ignored such warnings to my own detriment before I am listening, begrudgingly. It is a paradox that sometimes one must stay still if they want to continue to move forward