I'm in my 40's and fairly fabulous. I have a great life, but I'm letting it kick my butt. I still have a lot to accomplish. Skinny with a side of Zen wouldn't suck.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
I Heart Endorphins.
Endorphins are part of the chemicals that are supposedly released in your body during/after exercise. Some people seem to be more reactive than others to this phenomenon, also known as a runner's high.
I am one of those people that totally reacts to them, in a good way. The last couple of times I've gone to the gym, on the days I've planned to, it went something like this: I want to fall into my usual bad habits of resting and relaxing instead of working out, but I talk myself into going, since I had planned to and I am paying for it anyway and I need to stick to it this time, and because I know in the short time I've been going it is already making me feel better/have more energy. On the way to the gym I am grumbly, growly, and crabby.
Once there, however, I've been hopping on the treadmill, prepared to trudge through an obligatory workout, and lo and behold, halfway through I start to feel better. And then after I start to feel better, I start to crack a smile, and then it gets bigger. And then, soon enough, I'm feeling fabulous, and I am able to do a little bit better of a workout than I had expected to. Walking has turned into walking faster and now sprinkled with progressively longer jogging intervals. I've been leaving the gym with tired legs, a grin on my face, a renewed sense of "I can do this," along with more energy than I arrived with, and a much better attitude. I love it.
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