Action film star Jason Statham looks just like me, except that he’s younger and his body is a little softer, though he works out almost as much as I do.
Okay, I had an infected foot that kept me from working out for a couple of weeks. Worse than that, much of the time I was in bed with my tootsie elevated on doctor’s orders. I went into a funk as I watched my foot and belly swell (staph and no exercise, respectively). Yesterday, I almost wrote a post titled, “The Walls Are Closing In.” It just felt as though everything in my life was squeezing in on me, with no way out.
What a difference a workout makes. Today was the first day I was able to go to my beloved Spin and pilates classes. I got to reunite with my second family there, sweat like crazy and nearly throw up. It was great.
Now I’m feeling the post-workout high. The troubles have faded into the background. Depression vanished. Life, again, is good.
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1 Fifty-One-Fifty // Dec 9, 2008 at 12:14 am
So, my psychiatrist keeps telling me…You’re right though, it does help with depression.
2 Jenny // Dec 10, 2008 at 1:49 am
It works! Even if I “don’t have time”… I AM able to find a few minutes to go run around the block (takes me 7 1/2 minutes) and I return happy. Every time.
I think it’s the fresh air, but I’m not sure how fresh the air is at your spin class… I mean, people hurl, right?
So maybe it’s the “breathing heavy” that does the trick.
Hey, I may be onto something…
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