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Some of you know I joined a gym in January and, as a quick update, it's been great! I've stayed accountable with my workout buddies, gotten to know a few of the other gym members (as well as the owner, who's super helpful), and overall taken the panic and anxiety out of joining a gym in the first place.
However, now that I'm getting regular strength training, I need to work some cardio into my routine.
Sure, I hope on the treadmill and speed walk a couple miles, but what I really miss is running, which I haven't done since last summer...
...and, given it's been that long, I feel a bit like a newbie.
So, how do I get started again? The same way any newbie runner would!
Happy Friday, ladies!
If you get out and about today, you might see a sea of red -- and it's not just that everyone decided to make a bold fashion choice!
Nope, today is the annual National Wear Red Day 2015, hosted by the American Heart Association (AMA) Go Red for Women campaign.
According to the AMA:
Heart disease is the No. 1 killer of women, causing 1 in 3 deaths each year. That’s approximately one woman every minute!
Fortunately, there are many ways we can combat heart disease -- starting TODAY -- even if you're new to the game!
OK, let’s just get this out in the open: I hocked my first loogie ever (like, ever ever).
A few weeks ago, I ran my first 5k of 2014. Some of you will remember because I was trying hard not to be a little whining baby about having not trained in, like, a year.
(That, and that my beau basically told me to shut it and get out there.)
Well, I got out there. I didn't beat my personal record (I was actually a few minutes off -- whaaa), but I got out there and ran and jogged and walked and sweated my bum off and laughed with other runners and...
...hocked a big ol’ loogie.
Earlier this week, Psych Central asked Facebook readers about their favorite workouts, and whether they felt working out benefited their mental health.
(Well, I mean, of course it does.)
The response was extremely positive (you guys are AWESOME!). People talked about yoga, aerobics, running -- even just getting in a walk around the track when times got busy.
I was like a proud momma.
One theme I noticed, though, was that some of you talked about feeling “guilty” when you “fell off the wagon.”
Listen, I’m here to tell you, sometimes you’re going to fall off the wagon.
Greetings last minute holiday shoppers!
Well, I can only assume you're shopping last minute, if you're reading this post today :)
Don't worry, I've put a few things off 'til the last minute, too.
(It's been a rough season, to say the least.)
Fortunately, I've had time to come up with this list of mind and body gift ideas for your loved ones...
...or maybe for yourself!
(After all, who says you can't treat yourself this season, too?)
Exercise is about more than just getting into those skinny jeans.
Actually, even though our country's obesity rate is mind blowing, EXERCISE IS ABOUT WAY MORE THAN JUST LOSING WEIGHT.
Getting physical works wonders for your mental health, and here are five reasons you might consider creating a workout regime for your mental health.
1. Alleviate Mental Illness Symptoms
Yay, Captain Obvious!
Still, I couldn’t create this list without including the fact that exercise helps alleviate symptoms like those associated with depression and anxiety.
I’m sure you already know this, BUT if you want to read the science behind it, check out Exercise for Stress and Anxiety (Anxiety and Depression Association of America) and Exercise for the Treatment of Depression and Anxiety (National Institute of Health).
You might remember, I've been dealing with a lot of anger since my father's death.
I know it's part of the five stages, but that doesn't make it any easier.
What has made it easier is working it out physically.
Before you begin, understand two things:
Understand that you're angry. You might know exactly why you're angry (for example, my father's death), or you might have no clue. Whatever the case, at least recognize your anger; otherwise, you could end up causing more harm (physical and mental) than good.
We often use physical activity as a distraction. This isn't necessarily a bad thing (often, it's a GOOD thing), but if you're feeling especially angry, distraction could lead to injury. Worried about this? Consider taking a buddy or working with a personal trainer.
As you probably guessed in my Running and Life post, I used to worry a lot about what other people thought of me when I was exercising.
Once I decided I was more worried about my health than I was about what others thought of me, I hit my city's gorgeous track.
I hadn't run in years, and for the first few weeks, I was hyper aware of everyone around me and what I just knew what they were thinking.
The person driving by is laughing. The person passing me is aggravated I'm so slow. The person coming my way can't believe how red my face is. My ankles are too skinny and my ass is too fat and my belly is too jelly.
Running (and jogging) isn't something I got into seriously until my early 30s.
(I'm still in my early 30s, so...I'm still getting serious, I guess.)
Sure, I had to run laps as a cheerleader in high school and my sadistic college health professor made us get up early one morning and run a mile.
Sometimes--all on my own--I'd hit the treadmill.
Buuuuuuut, that was about it.
As some of you might know, a close family member of mine was diagnosed with malignant ascites recently.
I'm only mildly embarrassed to admit it, but my physical health has gone to crap since we found out.
(Mildly, because, honestly, my mind has been elsewhere and I don't actually feel guilty for that.)
I haven't hit the track, I haven't practiced yoga (much less gone to a yoga class)--I haven't even worked out at home. I've eaten any ol' thing I could get my hands on (some of it just because there was no time or other options; some of it because I was stress eating) and to be frank, I can't remember the last time I had a full glass of water.
The point is, I'm falling apart physically--during a time when it's especially important to hold it together--and it's causing me to fall apart mentally.