I awoke this morning feeling sad and lonely. Through all of my anxiety battles, I have lost myself. Yet something snapped inside of me this morning. A light-bulb lit up atop my head like in the cartoons. I went into the garage and grabbed my jump rope and just started going. Don't worry I closed the blinds first so none of my neighbors would see me. And when I couldn't jump anymore, I started running. Seriously I did from one side of my house to the other. My dogs even joined me after looking at me like I was crazy. I managed 10 sprints back and forth before I felt exhausted. But I felt great. I felt alive. My heart was racing, I was sweating, my adrenaline was pumping and I felt great!
I was not always an anxious mess. When I was in high school, I played Varsity tennis all four years. I was a cheerleader during my sophomore year as well and I worked out a lot. When I was in the off season I would run three and a half miles every other day. So what changed? I did. After high school, I stopped being active and shortly after that my anxiety started.
Fast forward again to this morning. After working out, I went to the kitchen and grabbed spinach leaves, kale, blueberries and strawberries and placed them in the magic bullet and made the gnarliest vegetable/fruit smoothie ever and I chugged it.
So today was the beginning of a new phase of my life. This phase consists of me being active and eating healthy and seeing if it makes an improvement in my anxiety. I have a strong feeling that it will. Did you know that people that are consistently active are 25% less likely to suffer from anxiety? Did you know that many research studies have concluded that exercise on a regular basis can give the same if not better results that pharmaceutical anxiety medications? I find it interesting and I am going to give it my all. What's the worse that can happen? I become active and tone my body up. I will continue to post as I go. Wish me luck!