Me and exercise have a slow-burning romance. I grew up in a family of athletes. Like polevaulting, and Iron-manning, and training for the Olympics athletes. Athletes who always got medals at swim meets and strove to beat their personal records before they were even teenagers. 💩
Me? I liked books, but had to participate in the physical stuff because that’s what we did as a family. I was also highly competitive, but compared to my siblings I just wasn’t that good. (It sucks to be competitive and participate in something where you always lose). 🙄
There was this one year on swim team where I trained really hard so I could make it into finals. On the day of the meet, right after warm ups, I hit my head on a concrete retainer and didn’t even make alternate. My only award was a giant, purple bruise in between my eyebrows. 🤦♀️
Then, I discovered yoga. And Youtube videos of HIIT workouts that included a lot of variety. At the same time, I was learning about mind-body connection and the evidence that physical workouts were helping my brain heal, re-mapping healthy neuropathways. 🧠 It was fascinating. It made the daily grind less of a grind. 🏋️♀️ Today, the gym is my happy place, where I do the workouts I want to do and allow exercise to be a place I can decompress, destress, and escape. I’m not a skinny pixie or a burley Crossfit babe. I care as much about my mental health as my physical health and don’t feel you can separate the two. My goals are to be able to do the work I love until the day I die and travel until I’m in my 90s. 👵
This is true love. ❤️ .
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