Addicted to exercise — finally!
For all my adult life I’ve wondered how people could be addicted to aerobic exercise and how wonderful that must be. Well, no more!
I had one hell of a week last week when it should have been pleasurable. It was my first full week working days, and I had a relatively light workload so not only did I have nights off, but I was able to join the kids on some of their activities. Friday was also my birthday and I was spoiled as soon as the day began (with breakfast in bed). But, alas, I felt like crap. I was stressed, grumpy, couldn’t sleep, and had a day-long headache on Friday.
After a good cry last night — which helped relieve some pent up angst — I felt considerably better, but still not quite myself. I had failed to get to the Y all week to exercise so I resolved to go this morning. It was the best thing I did all week. I feel great. Like a new — and improved — person.
I’m chalking up the week’s grumpiness, insomnia, and general lethargy to a lack of exercise. At last it seems my body craves intense aerobic exercise. Now the downside to that is that I’m a bear when I don’t get any.
Kim said,
April 28, 2010 at 5:01 am
You have inspired me to hit the pavement this morning. Thank you for that!