It sounds like a bit of an oxymoron but if you imagine a car trying to move with its brakes locked, it might make more sense; if anything does make sense!
Often I’ve struggled to explain exactly why sometimes I feel run down and exhausted.
“I don’t think I’m very well,” I may say. The recipient of my grumble will then expect a list of symptoms; you know, like runny nose, sore throat etc.
I now say that my body feels like it’s fighting something. I can’t identify it other than think of it as an angry immune system beating its head against the wall. Or trying to swat flies in a cubicle of curtains. The more it fails the more frantic it gets. It’s a hot head blowing up at the merest hint of trouble.
My system is just OTT. For days or weeks like this I have a freezer full of meals I’d made earlier because when I can I will.
Sorry to go on but it helps.
Beautiful sunshine here in East Sussex.