In the absence of a dramatic relapse, it seems to take me weeks to recognize a downturn. And the thing that should really tip me off is my sudden inability to exercise.
But no. I spend weeks berating myself for not being able to do four or five workouts a week “like everyone else”. There doesn’t seem to be any middle ground between going full bore and feeling like it’s a major effort to drag myself out of bed to go to work three days a week. Where’s the Reality Check fairy when you need her?