Off days are okay.

I had big plans for today. I was going to get up, go for a run, shower and then tackle a shit tonne of Uni work. Conveniently, I woke up and didn't want to do any of it.

For most people Saturday's are a day dedicated to life admin...washing, cleaning, tidying, catching up on recorded programmes or just sitting and relaxing. Whereas for me, Saturday's are always the day I get loads done. Just not today.

I had plenty of sleep last night and didn't wake up feeling ill, I just felt off (yes, I've just made myself sound like a rotten apple, whatever). 

Normally when I sack off plans or sit and do nothing I feel like the worst human alive. Usually something like...
I just can't be indoors all day. It bores me to death and puts me in a terrible mood. When I'm at home and like this, Mum usually demands I leave the house and do anything just so I stop moping and following her around annoying her. 

Today is different. I don't care about going outside or even moving too much. I've actually laid on the bed for the past hour watching Fifty Shades of Grey and I don't feel guilty at all.

This morning it took me an hour to muster the energy to walk to the shop for cereal, and that's only because I was stupidly hungry. Like level 9.5 (out of 10) hungry. The stage where you consider eating food you don't even like just because it's there and you might actually starve.

I'm now sitting in trackies and a hoody, sipping a coffee and hoping that once the sun comes out, I will actually get out for that run. But if I don't, I'll try to not beat myself up about it.

I guess I just need a day of doing nothing.

Hannah xx

Ps, not sure what I think of 50 shades just yet, I've spent more time cringing that actually getting into the story. Definitely prefer the books!

UPDATE: The sun did make an appearance, I did get out for the run and I did feel 100% better for it. Plus it was a mighty fine sunset!

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