Memo to Self: You Are NOT 24 Anymore, Capiche?!?!?!

Reverse the numbers, Baby!  You are 42 with 2 kids.  2 kids who have very specific, special needs and a WHOLE lot more energy than you have!
Yes, when you were 24 you could rehearse outside for a very physical, outdoor production of "A Midsummer Night's Dream," spend a few hours in the press office, get to the gym, and finish up the day with a slightly-less physical, indoor performance of "Twelfth Night," wake up the next morning and do it all over again with few ill side-effects.

That was then.
18 years ago.
Nearly TWO DECADES.

Face it, babe; you're not as young as you used to be. It may feel as if almost no time has gone by, but it has. And you must deal with that fact.  You cannot, for example, work with a private Pilates client in the morning, come home and clean the entire house, spend 2 hours emailing, faxing, phoning, texting and obsessing about your new class, drive to the elementary school and teach said class (just you with fourteen kids ages 6-8) for 90 minutes, drive home in rush hour, make dinner, play with the kids AND your 3 year-old nephew, wash the dishes (again!), walk the dog, and finish with a ballet-based workout and expect to bounce outta bed the next morning ready to go and without any consequences.
Just not gonna happen.
Not anymore.

So, this morning, you are NOT going to yoga.  You are teaching a mat class tonight.  This morning you are going home after you drop the kids off at school.  You will go back to bed.  You have a couple of hours to yourself today, and you will take full advantage.  Read your blogs.  Listen to music.  Grab your Kindle, get comfy, and read the book you downloaded a couple of days ago.
In other words, you are going to RECOVER FROM YESTERDAY.

That is all.