Exercise is the best form of therapy I know. It eases stress, pulls me out of a long day, snaps me out of a rut. However I need to feel – happy, tired, content, pumped, excited, at ease – working out can make that happen. With all of the craziness going on in my life lately, fitness has had my back.
Fitness is so damn therapeutic because it forces us to realize our own strength. Life’s negative emotions & outcomes often leave us feeling weak, in various forms. Powerless, out of control, hopeless, worthless, depressed, unwanted.
Even smaller things, like having a shitty day at work, can cause the strongest of us to feel unimportant or insignificant. So when life gets really, really fucked up, fitness has our back.
Working out is a positive outlet to get everything out. Even more importantly, it makes us feel strong. At our worst moments, a great run or going HAM on leg day reminds us of the badasses we truly are.
For me, lifting weights is pivotal. It shows me my physical strength, which helps me believe in my emotional, mental, and spiritual strength as well.
Crying on the couch or subsisting on a diet of wine & ice cream soothe the pain, too – but exercise is one of the few things that helps us improve ourselves as we heal.
Whatever your thing is, I hope you find some solace in your workouts this week 🙂