Dear Body, I Lied

Dear Body,

I lied.  I promised you that I was going to treat you better, but I didn't.  I had the best intentions, but sometimes life happens.  The last two weeks or so have happened hard.

I promised to move you.  Instead, I've spent a lot of time on the couch and I feel it in so many ways.

I promised to fuel you.  Instead, I've either had no appetite or have eaten excessive amounts of crap and chased it with enough caffeine to keep an elephant up all night.

I promised to rest you.  Instead, I've forced you to function, in some cases, on only a few hours of sleep at a time.

I'm truly sorry.  I will try, but I'm not making you any promises.  I'm done making promises that I can't keep.