I’m really sick at the moment.

Pushed too hard and my body responded yesterday with a kind, but stern, message:

“Take a break.”

I ignored it, and proceeded to lug huge bags of silage and rubble for four more hours.

Only to be told again, a little more sternly:

“Take a break”.

This time it wiped me out. Not sure where the weekend went. Still feeling it.

Here’s the lesson:

There are no awards for pushing too hard. And no shortcuts in ignoring your body.

Our pursuits are privileges to enjoy, not sentences to serve.