What’s “too much”?

I woke up again feeling stiff, as always, and I thought—again—that maybe I can’t do this. Then, when I got there, I did it.

And again, when it was over and I had rested (a lot) and showered, I felt great. I felt exhilarated.

If I’m going to hurt, I might as well hurt doing something that I like, and will help me.

I’m concerned, though. The medical people say not to do “too much,” not to exercise “to exhaustion.” I’ve even heard that we shouldn’t so something if it hurts. (Ha! Who came up with that? Surely not someone with Fibromyalgia.)

So far, ignoring that advice has been wonderful. I guess we’ll see.