You can’t pick your bad days. You can pick what you do on them.

Bad days arrive on their own schedule. You wake up already behind, already flat, and nothing you did the night before explains it. What is still yours is the next hour: whether you eat something, whether you answer one text, whether you go to practice at half speed instead of not at all. The day stays bad, and the version of you inside it does not have to fold.

Pick one small thing you will still do on a day like that, and decide it now while things are calm. Make the bar low enough that a bad day cannot argue with it.