Daisy, hope you’re all moved in and recovered from the ordeal of moving. (Does anyone really LIKE moving?)
I was thinking about your list of recovery ideas yesterday and can’t emphasize enough the importance of #4:
Rest – lay down and actually let your body rejuvenate
In my younger years, this would have been heresy to me, as I considered it a sign of weakness (literally and figuratively) to not be active every single day. As late as my early sixties a few years ago, I power-walked solo all day long on a big circle of rural roads with only a day pack and my trusty walking stick for any aggressive dogs, and I was pleased to work out the mileage when I got back: 18 miles. I was up the next day, exercising and going about my daily activities.
Day before yesterday, I did six miles, three of which were loaded down with a pack of at least 20 pounds of groceries, and I was dragging when I got back. Annoyed, I refused to acknowledge it and continued being active with chores the rest of the day.
Age catches up with all of us! Yesterday was the first day I can remember when I wasn’t ill that I didn’t — and couldn’t — do a damn thing but lay on the bed and rest. Even getting up to go to the bathroom made me feel weak. I was really out of it. And today it still lingers, but I did two miles at a pace I once would have sneered at.
I am hoping to age like a fine wine but will settle for the level of a great IPA. 🙂
P.S. I once read in an old book: “Sleep knits up the raveled sleeve of care.” So getting enough sleep sure helps, too.