A fine line…

It’s such a fine line between stupid and clever.

My body aches. In particular, my back, which shifted from a chronic, dull pain to a more random pain at varying times, is twitchy this morning. And I’m just tired.

But I always seem to be tired. And I always seem to be struggling with some ache or another. Such is the lot in life of middle age.

I haven’t had a good run in a while – I’ve gone out and done some mileage but it’s been progressively slower pace and shorter distances.

I’m feeling down and sometimes (less often these days sadly) a run would help. But I’m trying to listen to my body and I’m taking a rest day.

And yet, what if my body lying to me? Is listening to my body a trick of quicksand — a seeming foundation that slowly sinks me lower? I just don’t have it in me — yet maybe that’s precisely when I should try and rally and lace up and head out the door.

Where’s the line? Even a fine, fine line should be discernible. I just have to keep looking.