Just say no

I've had a cold for over a week, and today I pulled a muscle in my neck that is slowly becoming a neck-shoulder-back spasm from hell. Needless to say I have not accomplished much this week. And at first this morning I was starting to freak out about it. I know of other writers (you know who you are!) who can hit 2,000 words a day seemingly without breaking a sweat. Something I can't do when my sinuses aren't packed and I can turn my head from side to side like a normal person. Well, I can do it some days...just not every day. Some days, it's 300 words. Some days it's 3,000 words. It just depends. Anyway, I was freaking out because yesterday it was only 800 and today barely any. But then I remembered: I have been here soooo many times before and always, always it works out okay. I am going to end up wherever I end up no matter how I treat myself. Freaking out is completely optional. And, today anyway, I think not.