Working Out

After enduring the most heinous day yesterday (work and otherwise), I got some hardcore exercise in and then proceeded to feel ten times better. Now, I know all about the mental and physical benefits of working out...but seriously it doesn't do justice to how good I felt after exercising after a long stressful never-ending day. I can't begin to explain how stressful my day was yesterday...I still need to take a deep breath to calm myself down just thinking about it. Yeah, I know, it truly was that bad. But with the exercise...it didn't feel quite as unbearable.

I was never really a hardcore workout fan. To be honest, the whole point of working out just for the sake of working out just never appealed to me. But I have spent the better part of my life staying active and trying to keep myself in shape. Sure, when I was younger, it was a lot easier and I needed less motivation. I mean, I played a ton of sports and had no problem filling my time with activities. I experimented with gymnastics for a few years, I spent many summers swimming and enjoying the water, I played basketball and ran track in middle school, and have played tennis and soccer since I was a wee young bit...but you know, I was never one of those people who could run marathons in my sleep (yeah, I do know people like that). But hey, it gives me something to aspire to right? And in the last few weeks, I have been making a greater effort to work out more. If for no other reason than to calm my racing mind and keep myself sane. Probably not the best of reasons to be working out...but hey...what can I say? Anything that works right?

So I sit here feeling mildly better than I did yesterday...and I'm hoping that today (and the rest of the week for that matter) will go much better than it went yesterday.