One night last week I was enjoying my weekly yin yoga class when I thought, wow, between my run this morning and this class, I’ve spent a lot of time today doing some kind of exercise. I wasn’t congratulating myself, though. I felt an odd stab of guilt.
Oh I completely get this. As a woman, there is never, ever any time off. There is always something else you could be doing, better, more, for longer and I think that's part of the issue. It's just another thing on the to do list. So it is part indulgence, part resentment.
Having said that, I do all my best thinking when walking or cycling, so it is necessary. But I only understand that when I have set off.
Oh I completely get this. As a woman, there is never, ever any time off. There is always something else you could be doing, better, more, for longer and I think that's part of the issue. It's just another thing on the to do list. So it is part indulgence, part resentment.
Having said that, I do all my best thinking when walking or cycling, so it is necessary. But I only understand that when I have set off.