We are all told how exercising makes us feel good, and the simple truth is it does. However I’ve had so many days over the last few month’s of not being able to get out of bed, let alone put my body through any physical exertion. I didn’t think it was possible for me to train again. Thankfully this has changed over the last three days.
As I said in a previous blog, I woke up Friday with the same old feelings, riddled with anxiety and dread. Constant overthinking was driving me insane. I went out on my push bike and promised myself to do the same on Saturday. I didn’t think I actually would.
I thought I would wake up with DOMS (delayed onset muscle soreness), but I didn’t. I woke up energised and ready to go. Being very competitive, I wanted to beat Fridays distance, and I did, by 5km.
My alarm was set for 6am in preparation to meet up with the lads to go out on our motorbikes.
We rode to revved up in Walton for a coffee and a bacon roll.
The ride (as usual), was good therapy, although my head was still a little “foggy”. I was tired when I got home and thought about having a rest day. The old me kicked in and reminded me, that’s not my style. My style is more all or nothing. Out came the trusty hybrid once more. I was determined to beat yesterday’s distance, and I did.
I’ve noticed that after exercise, I have a window of about 6 hours free from anxiety. It’s amazing. There is no way I could have done this until recently. It’s easy for me to say now I am progressing, but I cannot stress how important exercise is for mental health. It’s only been three days for me, but I honestly feel so much better for physically exerting myself. My diet is mainly back on track, and my future is finally starting to look a little brighter