It is difficult when one day you can do it for day 40mins and on another day only 30mins so then you don’t know how much you can do as it changes every time.
Pacing is finding the "
invisibly moving sweet spots" I often used to write. And sometimes deliberately going a
bit over the limit is good.
We used to be able to plan. This felt like freedom. We did it because we had decided to beforehand.
One action I managed that prepared me for fibro was going to the concert of a well-known group, paying 25€, full place, then realizing I didn't like the music, nor the people, atmosphere etc. I simply left after the 4th song without regret- how free that felt to let that time and money go.
Much of our plans seem like our decisions but are dictated by pre-suppositions or expectations of ourselves and others.
Maybe I'm duping myself, but I now feel freer to do what I need. And "I" is more my mind, body & soul, not just my mind dictating the rest.
I'm more at rest with and in myself. Satisfied with little. Simpler, more natural. Something I always seemed to want but not able to do. Praps this, with more of my body, is the real me, like it was meant to be, not the one that was always outside, looking, helping, striving, working.
I'm now used to not planning too much. I don't raise expectations in others or myself. I try to go when I have to. Even better at that at work.
If I don't know whether I can take 30 or 40 minutes of something, I go for 20 or 10', so everything above it is good.
Since I also can't plan the length of the rest necessary afterwards to be able to do something more, it's often better to keep a buffer there too.
Shorter activities, shorter breaks... or I'm free to decide it's important, I don't mind overdoing it and will rest a few hours after....
Fog-tastic fun times!
