When I told Jill about my hike up highway 1 in January and how I had to makeit up the last part and get to the viewpoint, in spite of the lateness of the day, she said that in my position she would probably have done the sure thing, turned around and gone back. She said she admired my guts or something like that. I said that what I now need to be able to do is to turn back, to say no to myself, to accept not doing the whole thing every time.
Today I tell myself it's okay and even a good idea to take the night off from going anywhere, to take the day off from exercise. And mean it.