As embarrassing as it is to admit, I have not been working out regularly since the Wastach Back race over three months ago. Work has been absurdly busy and my travel schedule was fairly hectic and so I just let it slide.
Oddly enough, the last three months I have found myself being overly irritable, emotional, tired and more prone to worry than usual. I don't know how I keep forgetting this but the connection between my physical self and my emotional/intellectual/spiritual self is ridiculously strong. When I am not taking care of myself, all hell breaks loose in my life. I get frustrated by dumb things at work, I confuse relationship status with self-worth, my spirituality gets cloudy. It is next to impossible for me to feel any sort of peace in my life when I don't feel healthy.
This weekend was the first Saturday I wasn't out of town in three weeks and I'll be gone the next two so it filled up fairly quickly. But I was determined to squeeze in just ONE little hour of exercise. I had plenty of other places I probably should have been but as soon as I got on the stair climber I knew I had made the right decision. I cranked it up as high as I could take and by about 10 minutes in, I was completely sweat soaked. It's amazing how the concerns of your life can just drip off you in those little beads of sweat. Travel complaints, workload frustrations, dating woes, fear of my impending 31st birthday (31!!! WTF!!!), disappointing numbers on the scale...all laying there on the floor at 24 Hour Fitness. I hopped off 45 glorious minutes later and didn't even say goodbye to them.
Good riddance fellas.