I'm no exercise evangelist - you aren't going to see me going on and on about how workouts are my life and I feel!so!good! about them...but I do know that getting some sort of movement in does help with making my body feel more fit - just as you can't out exercise a bad diet, if all you do is diet, you might end up thin but you won't feel as healthy and strong as you could be. So I exercise, sometimes begrudgingly, because I know it's good for me.
And even though I've continued to run several days a week for about 18 months now, I've been surprised to note how much the addition of the land workouts have helped with not only my physical being, but my mental state as well. Seriously, we're just walking two, sometimes two-and-a-half miles a few times a week, plus we're doing a bit of body strengthening exercises. Nothing extreme (well, the lunges do make us whimper toward the end), nothing that feels as hard as when I run 5 miles...but it's enough that I'm noticing a tiny bit of muscle definition coming out in my forearms, and my legs are feeling strong. All good things, right? But there's been a bonus, and considering that I've kept up with running several times a week, one that I wasn't expecting: sanity.
Yep. Sanity. Things have been kind of crazy around here - what with the upheaval from the bathroom flood and trying to figure out how to get it fixed, plus all of the running club organizer stuff - and well, I've been a little stressed. I liked my quiet life. I'm not someone who needs to be busy all the time, and I really don't like to have a lot of ongoing projects happening, especially several at once. But this is where I am right now, and it's going to continue for at least a couple more months with the bathroom, and for the next five months with running club. So why haven't I done a face plant into a pile of coconut M&Ms, or completely lost it and run screaming for the hills? I blame - er, credit, daily exercise. I kinda want to slap myself for saying that, because ugh, who wants to hear that? It's like going to the doctor when your knee aches and being told that losing weight and exercising will help. Just give me an instant cure, Doc - none of this long-term healthy stuff! Seriously though, I know that the reason I'm (mostly) keeping it together at the moment is due to doing some sort of exercise, pretty much first thing in the morning, just about every day of the week. The naysayer in me just shakes her head at this...but it's true, and it's helping.
I'm not an exercise evangelist, but I am becoming a convert. What's next, spinach smoothies as my post-workout recovery drink? Ack!